Life isn't fair.
I figured that out in 1990 when my dad died of terminal cancer.
He was 43.
Had things been different, he'd have been 58 tomorrow.
Happy birthday, Dad. I miss you.
I figured that out in 1990 when my dad died of terminal cancer.
He was 43.
Had things been different, he'd have been 58 tomorrow.
Happy birthday, Dad. I miss you.
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