The Budget of Paradox

Sophia,

I know I complain a lot about your mom. Sorry. It’s not my intention to blame her for everything. But there are very few people standing in the room. I blame the lawyers for most of it. But I am bumfuzzled (now THERE is a great word) why she thinks I’m some abusive asshole who only wants to terrorize his own children.

Believe it or not, there was a time when your mother and I were happy. Here we are dancing at our wedding. Did you know that our wedding had a soundtrack? We picked out a dozen songs and had CDs printed, with artwork and everything. The last song on the CD was called Love On A Real Train. Here is the music video. I picked it out. There’s a special meaning.

I’m sorry that all you have ever seen from your parents is conflict. It wasn’t always this way. And it certainly was never meant to be this way.

I’m sorry. You’ll never know how sorry I am.

Yours,
Dad