Parmesan

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The whole room lights up when he walks in. I smile with every part of my body. I feel gratitude pushing to express itself through my eyes. I feel at ease. Despite all our ups and downs, he knows how to make me happy. He knows how to make me feel special in a subtle way. The many unspoken secrets we share bond us. I've never really had someone acknowledge and praise me for being the outcast in the family as much as he has. He admires my courage to speak up and say something that may shock whoever is listening. He allows me to express everything and anything I believe in, even if he doesn't believe in them himself. Things are always okay and right as long as they aren't wrong. What's right to me isn't always right to him, but we've learned to compromise. I know I haven't been able to spend time with him lately. It's been a mess. I know I'll regret this later, but I like learning the hard way.

I promise you things will be back the way they were once what I'm going through is over. I love you, Dad;*