My Screwed Up, Imperfect, Wonderful Father

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I realized recently that I frequently talk about my dad in past tense.

He was an alcoholic.
We was homeless.
He was very creative.
He was very righteous.

He actually isn’t dead, though I get it sounds that way. He just isn’t any of those things anymore. In losing everything, he has undone himself.

Today’s video is a tribute to my father.

Many parents are not perfect. Perhaps I would say all.

My imperfect dad has taught me a lot
about destruction,
about not being enough,
about righteousness,
about demons,
about caring
and allowance
and honoring
and love.

In a very unusual way… It is a great joy to be your daughter.

Happy Father’s Day Papa.

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