That's right, my dear friend! One of Kafka's most genuine feelings was his contradiction: on the one hand his rejection of the father and on the other his praise. In the same letter we observe how at times he speaks of the greatness and perfection of the father, and how he can never be like the father. That confused, imprecise attitude, perhaps normal in any child with respect to the father, is the one that many have used to make psychoanalytic studies from the figure of Oedipus. Thank you for commenting, @kouba01