
Look at that hand hold. I wonder what's going through his mind at that moment. Precious.
This year, it has really, really hit me how great my dad is. He has stopped by Charlottesville multiple times this year to pick up/drop off laundry, take me to a good dinner, or just give me a hug on a stressful day. Nothing makes my day like getting a text from him, telling me he how much misses me and loves me. And this post has absolutely no purpose other than to say, Daddy, I Love You.

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