January 30, 2012

When Did We Trade Places?

When did I stop crying on Dad's shoulder and he start crying on mine?

There was no grand announcement.  There was no special training.  No plan ahead.  No forewarning.

It just happened.

So here we are.  He the child, and me, a parent after all.

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