My mother was a deeply flawed, broken woman that loved to live in her misery...My dad, on the other hand, never stopped working on improving himself, educating himself, overcoming his background and literally went to his deathbed still doing his 'soul work' as he called it. Everything good in me comes from his influence and his lessons. And damn, I miss the man.
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