My biological father died on Monday. He and my mom divorced when I was young.
My relationship with my biological father has been complicated. I don’t want to talk about it here, now, so I’ll just leave it.
I was in San Francisco for business when I learned. I spent the day doing the work I was there to do (which wasn’t much because I get things done in advance) and the work that came up because of my biological father’s passing. I am glad to be home.
I may talk more about this later. I may not. I should say, though, that I am fine. Fine enough anyway. I hope you are well. Onward.