July 30, 2018

I remember growing up thinking that my father could do no wrong. He was my hero until his dying day. In my eyes, he was the only person who could protect me because I knew MY dad was the strongest man alive. He expected his children to be disciplined and to mind their elders. We said, "Yes, ma'am," "Please," and "Thank you." I never, ever wanted to disappoint my dad. He had my absolute respect, an...

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