I do not know what kind of father you had. But I do know that it doesn’t matter. To a daughter, the loss of any kind of father is devastating.

They are the first man we love. They are in so much of who we become.

I’m so sorry.

Peace to you, dear one.

I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow up, but I know I want it to be spelled right and punctuated correctly. I guess that’s something.

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