i don t have it in me to confront him and tell him what i know. it hurts too much for me to say it out loud. for me to tell my dad i know what he did and that i i hate what he did. but he s still my father, and i ll always love him. her mother loved him, too, loved him flew through infidelid trouble, always. even as she loved her children, her family. as she tried to make life good, while her plotted to kill her. a couple years earlier, you had a great, full, lovely family life. there s really not a word that you can use to describe what our family has been through in the last four years. it s been it s been a very difficult four years. and you ve got such a nice, sunny disposition. how do you do that? i get my strength from my mother.