Grinch Yorkies Make Me Happy You Not So Much Christmas Shirt

Grinch Yorkies Make Me Happy You Not So Much Christmas

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Another amazing day in my journey. My cousin, Suzy, texted this picture to me this morning and I almost died. My biological father holding one of Grinch Yorkies Make Me Happy You Not So Much Christmas Shirt in his lap sitting next to my mother in Durham. And on the back of the picture, his name was written, don’t know if it was spelled correctly because it was written by my aunt Sungso, we think it is Dr. Sung Su Park or Dr. Seung Soo Park. I will send the picture to the producer of Long Lost Family tonight and wait and see! Seeing this picture of my biological father, a doctor who did his residency at Duke, was the best feeling ever.

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This was my dedication in the Grinch Yorkies Make Me Happy You Not So Much Christmas Shirt this year to explain. Just like the Grinch teaches us not to judge a book by its cover, I have judged my dad by his cover for 56 years. My dad, who was moved to a nursing home in Raleigh this year, opened his book and made the decision to reveal a secret. Since the time I was in middle school, I have struggled in my relationship with my Dad. Growing up, he did not seem to understand me or my dreams of becoming a professional dancer.

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When my mom and dad divorced, I sympathized with my Grinch Yorkies Make Me Happy You Not So Much Christmas Shirt the most especially when she found out she had cancer shortly after the divorce. When my mother died at the age of 46, I continued to resent my dad because I had no choice but to stay in Wilson on Anderson Street where I grew up to raise my 16 and 19 year old brothers instead of going to NYC with my friends from the UNC School of the Arts. At the age of 21, I opened a studio to support my brothers because my mother did not have enough money or life insurance to even pay for a funeral. My dad was not there for us emotionally or financially but I really didn’t want him to be around anyway.

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