No Father, No Problem

Andy So
Andy So
Nov 8 · 5 min read
Photo by Katherine Chase on Unsplash

For as long as I could remember, the term father had absolute no relevance to me. Even since I was a kid, I can recall one particular Father’s Day in elementary school where we were to make cards for all of our dads, I was particularly excited to be able to hand mine to my uncle.

The story — if there was ever one — went a little something like this. I must have been four or five years old (who actually knows) when my parents…

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Sharing moments in my life that might help those in similar situations. ig: @vndyso

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