I’ve been thinking about my relationship with my dad a lot recently. Not really sure why, but it’s been on my mind more than usual. My parents were divorced when I was very young, so I lived with my mom and visited my dad whenever possible. I didn’t get to see him as much as I would’ve liked as a kid, and I remember not being happy about that when I was younger, but I also remember all the good memories we had together. He wasn’t always around, but only because the situation didn’t really work out like that. But he’s always been a good dad, and was always there for me. And to this day, he still is.
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