Last night I had a wonderful dinner at my dad’s house which meant a lot to me. My parents got divorced when I was 7. At the time, it didn’t bother me as much as I thought. They fought a lot so in my 7 year old brain the two of them divorcing meant that they were not going to fight anymore. While growing up, my dad and I had a really hard relationship. We didn’t really even have a relationship from the time that I was 10 until 21. It was really hard and in turn there were a lot of times when we were the ones that were fighting. In the past 5 years, we have mended a lot of our issues and have started anew with a father-daughter relationship. I know not everyone in my situation gets this chance but I am thankful that I have gotten to get back some lost time with him and have started to learn more about him. For a long time, I couldn’t tell you anything about my dad because we didn’t know each other. I saw him but we never talked or shared about one another. I am a lot like him and we look exactly alike so it has been really nice to be more connected to him even if it just started as an adult.