Over the past few days, I have been looking for a picture of Norman {my father} and myself. I cannot find one. NOT ONE, There was a photo of him and me as he walked me down the aisle to marry Larry. I do not know where it is.

This morning, as I listened to the news, I heard a broadcast about Duchess of Sussex, Meghan. {I like her so much} At the time, I felt awful for her in a strange way. It was almost like I knew what she might be feeling. Bingo! Take away everything but the father/daughter relationship and there it is. Norman and me.

Families have strange, intimate problems that are unique. How on earth can anyone judge the relationships of others?

So many people tried to tell me how to feel/act/handle the situation with Norman after he disinherited/disowned me. Why did they care? My relationship with my father had nothing to do with them did it?

Over the years, the opportunities were few, but I had the chance to tell Norman that I loved him before he died. {he never said anything back to me}. He died suddenly, six months later at a wedding that he was attending.

Saying I love you was the last thing I ever said to Norman. I loved him so much and I am glad that is the last thing I said, but he never met me half way to make things right. It could have been so different. BUT that is OK. We all must do what is best for us.

Dear Duchess Of Sussex,

How lovely it is that you are in a position to share your life with the public. It must be difficult for you at times, but for the rest of us, who have similar “father” problems, it is a breath of fresh air. It reminds us that relationship problems do not discriminate.

I have followed my heart during the awful times and now, knowing that he is gone, there is nothing to do except make sure my family stays whole and happy. Larry and I wish you the same blessings.

On behalf of all the disowned girls and women who struggle with a relationship with their father, thank you.

I am Robin Toujours, Love you. Me