Words Worth A Thousand Pictures

Crushing the Cliche That A Picture Is Worth A Thousand Words

Priorities

That was the happiest day of my life.

After making sure I was okay, my father surveyed the damage quietly. I shrunk inside my shaking boots, feeling more broken than the car looked. I started wondering about the dimensions of solitary cells and imagining how my beard would look after 20 years of isolation.

Then, he put his arm around my shoulder, looked deeply into my eyes and said softly, “Son, nothing you could do would ever make me love you less.”

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