To have my father as an ally was a blessing. To have him as an enemy, well, that’s an entirely different matter altogether…
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To have my father as an ally was a blessing. To have him as an enemy, well, that’s an entirely different matter altogether…
“You’re gonna cry, dude.” Steve warned.
“No, I won’t.” I replied…
It wasn’t long before they realized that if they stuck together, they could attack me collectively, like a bunch of paper clips surrounding a strong magnet…
…later that morning, she picked up her birthday cake order from the bakery and discovered it had another person’s picture on it…
“I always saw you as Uncle Phil,” my son answered as we walked out of the door and into the car.
You won’t notice the transition, but before you know it, the scene has changed dramatically and perhaps in some cases, irrevocably…