My sweet daddy saved me dinner. I drove to his house after rehearsal and devoured tacos with homemade pico de gallo, plus he grilled me up a quesadilla. Then, we made hot fudge sundaes, with the fudge melted in the bottom of the bowl before dumping a scoop of icecream on the top.
We stayed up past midnight talking about life (particularly my life) and relationships (particularly my relationships). He makes me feel so sure of myself. He is my oldest and most encouraging cheerleader. He hugged me a great big papa bear hug and pretty much set the things I've been mulling over straight enough to make heads and tails of what I'm trying to do here in life.
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