He called me last week. He and his wife, who hated the family, are separating. He's hurt, sad, and broken. They were supposed to close on a house next week too. His lease is up on his apt in a week and got nowhere to go. I convinced him to talk to Mom and Dad, who has has disowned for the past two years bc of drama with his wife and stuff.

Anyhow, things are looking up. I happy. I didn't think I could forgive him for basically leaving the family and hurting my parents like he did. But, he needs us. He needs us...and in a way, I think we need him. We always have.