I feel like the good apples that come out of the military are the ones who pulled their heads out their asses and realized how to prioritize and appreciate the things in life.
My dad grew up with two sisters and lost his father early on. When I was a child, it was him that painted my nails and changed my earrings. He knows better recipes than my mom, and is currently in the works of teaching my mom how to knit and crotchet.
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