It's the second anniversary of my MomMom's passing. I don't know if it hasn't hit me yet or I'm just not thinking about it. I'll put up a picture later.
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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