A Daughter’s Tribute: How Honoring Her Father Changed Everything at the Dance

For as long as I could remember, it had always been just the two of us. My father and me, navigating life together as a team.

My mother passed away on the day I was born, which meant my dad had to figure out how to be everything all at once.

He packed my school lunches before heading to his early morning shift. He made pancakes every Sunday without fail.continue reading …