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Wait a Minute! A Moment to Reflect
It was 3:45 pm. That was dinner time. Dad got home from work at 3:30 pm, and he was always hungry when he got home.
He would walk into the kitchen with his lunch cooler and kiss my mom. I always remember this ritual. Then he would hug us girls and hand my sister the stuffed animal she insisted he take to work daily. Mom would remind one of us to set the table, and we’d sit down to dinner together.
Dad was always smiling. That much I remember. Dad didn’t always have his life together. A stint in rehab for alcoholism, along with some tough love, jumpstarted him into the dad I always knew. I call him “chronically positive” today because he’s been through a lot yet finds a reason to be positive about most things.
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