It is an option. For now, I think I'll be alright as more time passes, and I get some distance from this whole encounter. While the daughter was here, I noticed she drinks fairly heavily. Her attitude may be colored by that.

I feel a sense of failure that things spun out of control. The souring of relations that I tried so hard to avoid happened anyway.

Today I just rested, after running some errands, and it feels like things will get back to normal.

There never was much warmth between his kids and me, but we kind of faked it with a veneer of being polite. The veneer is ruined now. I'll just keep my distance, and they'll probably make that easy.

When my own dad died some years back, not one of them even sent a sympathy card. They've always been weird to me. The funny thing is their mother was very warm and kind to me, but she's gone.