My family, which feels like a million broken pieces being held together with duct tape, is coming together again if my dad takes this job. And weirdly enough, I caught a glimpse of what it would be like with him home more. And it was awesome. He'd be home on weekends. And he'd get holidays off. You know I've spent Christmas with my dad once in the past 10 years. We have to open Santa gifts on christmas eve or at 6 am on Christmas. Neither seemed fun. I think my dad would like the relays, but not the office work. Working with women 10 years older than him that only talk about Pinterest, diet coke, and whatever diet their trying to be consistent with. He's gonna turn into an old woman. But that's okay. Being a family is something I've wanted for God knows how long.
I need this.
We need this.
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