Feels heavier today, so I thought I'd write. 

14 years is a long time. 

14 years before you ever thought to come into my life. 

14 years since you faded from this realm. 

14 years since I heard you talk about "woofs" (wolves) and became increasingly aggravated that you wouldn't shut up because I had a migraine. 

14 years since I rushed to the hospital, knowing but not really knowing you were already gone. 

14 years since the man who actually raised me met me in the parking lot and just shook his head at me. 

14 years since I fell into that man's arms and he held me as I cried over the father that abandoned me. 

Love isn't always fair or equal and neither is grief.