But then I started university, and everything began to change. He spent less time with us, and more time with his new son and wife. He made excuses saying, "I'm just really busy with bringing my kid to lessons and I have work."
He never brought me or my brother to our swimming lessons. Nor our piano lessons, or all the other tutoring classes we had.
He was never there for us.
I want to say that I never cared about him, but for a long time, I did. That all ended when he decided to neglect me and my brother.
Growing up, I didn't have a dad to take me to school, or to pick me up and rush me to the doctor's office whenever I was sick. My Grandma did all that.
To some extent, I understand why he's been so focused on ensuring his marriage with his new wife is more stable, ensuring that he could become a good parent to his new son. He made many mistakes in the past, and now, he wants to make up for it.
But then, it's like he has no more time for us, like he's really left us in the past. Like we're no longer part of his life, and I think that's the scarier part.
We are constantly trying to make arrangements to meet up with him for dinners or lunches, a cup of coffee. He's been making silly excuses, but means to say, "I have a new perfect family with my new perfect wife, I don't need you two kids anymore."