Today is my dad's Birthday. Happy Birthday, Dad. He passed away 16 years ago, but I think of him often and the of the lessons he taught me. I remember once walking into the house with him. He was ahead of me, but he paused, turned and said daid, "I am proud of you."
Dad was not a man of many words of that sort, so those words have stuck with me for a long time.
I hope I can continue to not shame him in any way.
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