He walked out when I was 11.
No goodbyes. No reasons. Just silence.
We watched Mum cry herself to sleep.
We watched her sell everything to feed us.
We grew up without knowing what a father’s love even feels like.
Now he’s older.
Lonely.
Regretting.
And suddenly, he’s calling me “my son” again. Asking for forgiveness. Asking to “start afresh.”
But how do you hug the man who abandoned your childhood?
💬 Would you forgive your father if he returned after years of silence?
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7 hrs agoHe walked out when I was 11.
No goodbyes. No reasons. Just silence.
We watched Mum cry herself to sleep.
We watched her sell everything to feed us.
We grew up without knowing what a father’s love even feels like.
Now he’s older.
Lonely.
Regretting.
And suddenly, he’s calling me “my son” again. Asking for forgiveness. Asking to “start afresh.”
But how do you hug the man who abandoned your childhood?
💬 Would you forgive your father if he returned after years of silence?