Pointless ruminations on human nature...

This might be a little depressing, it is to me anyway.

I just don’t understand people. {What an original line! :rolleyes:}

Ok, it’s like this. My father died last October. I hadn’t seen him in a long time. He left us 25 years before that so it’s not like it was a huge trauma. Not like it would be to someone with a close family anyway. All my life the one question I couldn’t answer was- Did he care about us at all?
I thought maybe at last I could get some clues at least. So what have I learned? Damned little.
He didn’t leave a will because, as he told a friend of his, he didn’t have any kids. He had six. I found some few personal writings of his but they didn’t tell me much. Well, except the perfect little family he thought he had wasn’t the same one I was living in. A few weeks ago the attorney handling the estate sent us non-existent kids some papers to be filled out. Seems Dad had a life insurance policy from many, many years ago. That he apparently kept up with. Now I’m really confused. Why do you keep paying on a life insurance policy if you don’t have any kids? Why would you have six kids in the first place if you didn’t care for them? If you did care for them why would you ditch them altogether? I keep going around in circles.

I hate unanswered questions. Too bad that’s what life is mostly.