dona's 365

Firstborn daughter in a family of 5 depression-era children, my mom grew up too fast. Engaged by 16, married by 18 and a mother by 20 she never really learned who she was. At 70 she’s stuck as nursemaid to my tantrum-prone, dementia-ridden father . Will she ever get a chance?

What can you say in fifty words about a man who was your hero? Who worked long into the night to put food on the table? Who loved you like no one has ever loved you? Who drank himself into a black hole? How about: I still love you Dad.