Tonight, December 6th, was the last night to buy gifts for children on an Angel tree in the mall. The tree had a lot of children left on it. It was very depressing to see.
It’s a sad, all too familiar story: harsh, distant, alcoholic father, sensitive, shy daughter always seeking his love and approval. Although there were flashes of kindness, most of my dad’s feelings had been buried long before. Even as...
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