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My dad passed away in 2004.
As in all parent-child relationships, there were good times and bad times.
Yesterday I took the time to think about how he would’ve wanted to be remembered. It was a heart opening experience and gave me a strong sense of pride and admiration for the man who is my father.

How different would our world be if we allowed ourselves to take a look inside the hearts of people, instead of just the surface, or worse, our reactions to them?