Last night I found this photo from 1986 in my grandmother’s belongings. It’s of me and my brother. I’d never seen it before.

Everyone always says how much my son looks like my wife, so I was blown away by how much I look like him here. I was just a little bit older than he is now.

My dad left us when I was two. I feel so bad for him that he missed out on what it’s like to be a father to such an exceptional little human.

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