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Father's Day posts. They are a dime a dozen. I write one every year. This year, I'm writing a post TO my Father's Day post about how I can't write the post. Follow me? I'm too busy. #DadLife is just taking up too much time for me to write it. Let me explain.
Christmas Eve was a thing I looked forward to each year. We spent it with my pops. Since he passed, the night has changed in meaning for me, but the memories still linger like the smell of the zillion stogies we ripped through every year on the porch.
