Maybe that is the piece with me. I know that I had a crappy childhood. I have been in counseling numerous times. H has never really admitted much about his childhood other than MIL and FIL always went to everything for his older an younger brother but his events weren't as important. He really hasn't even admitted that he has residual feelings from his parent's split when he was in junior high. But when we were first together it is something that he told me so it must have had an effect.
Everything happens for a reason, maybe Dad needs to find that it isn't better out there, he needs to realize how good he had it here. Maybe he will find God and that is the most important thing when he finds Him he will know he is supposed to come home.
