I had a rare moment with my dad last night. After setting our boundaries (don't call me, I'll call you), I called him and we had a very nice talk. We talked a little about what's going on with me physically (my high blood pressure) and mentally... although we barely skimmed the surface of the mental side of life. This was a rare conversation and I actually enjoyed it. I don't expect it to happen every time or even most of the time, but it's a helluva start.

Ryan