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My earliest memory is sitting on his shoulders at the county fair, one sticky hand gripping a balloon while the other tangled in his hair.
My mother died when I was four. That sentence has followed me my entire life.
When Michael became sick last year, I moved back home without hesitation.
I cooked his meals. I drove him to every appointment.
And when the pain grew so strong he could barely speak, I sat quietly beside his bed.
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I didn’t do any of it out of duty.
I did it because he was my father in every way that mattered.
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