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RE: Sometimes Small Things Hold Very Fond Memories....

in #life3 years ago

I have a bottle of syrup. My (step?)father gave it to me many months ago. I still have many in it. It is a very pleasant thing, because while I do not know whether he is my real father, but when I visited him, I felt that he is my real father based on his very kind behavior. Things like only a real father would do. For example he invited me for a dessert of my own choice and a drink. And he also gifted me a small amount of money, saying "buy something more than the train ticket". Only a real father would do these things.