Growing up I always thought being sick was normal. I’ve become numb to the If you can’t say anything nice shirt fact that it wasn’t normal. I would laugh when my dad would wear his John Hopkins t-shirts because people would always ask if he was an alumnus. He would reply, “Nope, just a frequent flyer at the hospital.

If you can’t say anything nice shirt

New If you can’t say anything nice shirt

He always got an If you can’t say anything nice shirt kick out of that, plus they were the “best t-shirts”. Being sick was normal because my dad made it normal. He always made the best of it. I admired him for that. Never complained. Never once. Monday got the best of him. Shock is an understatement. My heart broken, an understatement. I never met anyone like him in my entire life and for people who knew him, you know what I mean.

I truly adored my dad not just because he was my father, but the If you can’t say anything nice shirt person he was. Dad would do anything for anyone. Sometimes I thought it was weird about how nice he was…but that’s just dad. He was loving, caring, genuine, child-like, funny as hell and someone that made your day better. He was the best. Someone asked me if I learned anything from this process and it’s frankly this