A couple of years ago my dad was dating this woman (I’m gonna call her Mary) and I got along with her really well, one night we were talking over facebook and decided that I should fly to their hometown to surprise my dad. The weekend we planned me coming up to surprises dad was also Mary’s parents wedding anniversary and they were having a big celebration so I was gonna go celebrate with them while I was there. So I flew to the town and Mary picked me up and we picked up her daughters from school and then Mary called my dad to find out where he was. My dad wasn't picking up the phone so we drove to his house and he wasn't there either. So we went to the next place we suspected him being: The pub. Much to no surprise he was there out the front drinking a beer and smoking so we went up to him and he was really surprised and such. But the issues really started when we got the the beach house we were gonna have the celebration at.
I can’t remember much but we were organising the get together we had all the food and drinks and stuff ready. And my dad left. So he just drove away and left us at this beach house organizing this party. I think Mary tried to call him a couple of time but he wouldn’t pick up. I remember walking towards the ocean and just dropping to the sand and crying for a good hour. My dad just left to go to a pub (we assumed) after I flew all the way here to see him and he just leaves me. I don’t remember much about this weekend except for the horrible feelings I was left with. The feeling of your father just leaving you to go drink after you made such an effort to see him.
Sorry for any mistakes and such, I can’t remember much of what happened.
