Dear Annie: I’m sitting here contemplating my life. I’m 65, ill and live alone with my little dog. Fifteen years ago, my only daughter asked for space while completing her master’s thesis. I gave her space, but since then, I’ve only seen her about five times. I’ve begged her to talk to me and asked for her forgiveness, but nothing has changed. She’s now in medical school, and I’m very proud of her, though we have no contact.