Mom dating daughter
Because of the three hour time change, we often chatted first thing in the morning my time, and sometimes when I was on my way home from work in the evening before she went to bed. Given my position in the field, I was able to get her autographs from a couple of Kasey's favorite young stars.
That seemed to help eliminate any remaining resentment she may have had towards me and turned the tide in my favor.
The young woman just so happens to be my loving daughter, Kasey.
I'm sure you're wondering how it came to pass, so let me backtrack a bit so you'll better understand just how it was I got here.
By the time I flew back to New York for her high school graduation, she was simply a stunning and mature young lady.
The move was bittersweet because my wife was awarded custody of Kasey, yet to advance in my career I felt I simply had to take the position. In my head, I tried hard to justify my actions as anything other than selfish.
At times, I actually almost believed it, but deep down I felt ashamed of myself, and lost without her.
When I left New York, Kasey was a cute but scrawny thirteen year old young girl.
I can't say as I blame her as her world was turned upside down almost overnight, even though I'm sure she saw the divorce coming.
I tried to speak with her daily, but she often was curt as only teenage girls can be, with one word answers to any question I might have about her life.