Never Forget Why This War Was Started It Is All About Saving The Children
I'm friendly just enough to get by without people calling me an asshole.
That is WONDERFUL!
My dad is MY best friend and I am his.
My life was a product of a failed abortion.
I'm one of those stories.
My birth mother gave me up for adoption and I just happened to be born on the same as my new dad's.
From the time I could remember he always said that I was the best birthday present he EVER got.
Somehow he mastered the art of being a parent and later, my best friend.
Always patient, kind and one of the best listeners in the world.
When children and parents love each other like we do
I consider it the greatest gift the world has to offer.
Honestly, if he wasn't my dad......
I'd want to know him and want him to be in my life for sure
Great guy
What a wonderful story and relationship. I didn't grow up with my dad until I was 12. My mother passed when I was three years old. Her evil sister raised me until my dad remarried. Out of 8 children, I was the last one to leave home for college. Me and my dad became good friend until the day he passed in 1996. The older I got the closer we became. He taught me construction, how to cook, and love God. Haven't found anyone to replace him. He will also be my rock!
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