No matter how many times I go to weddings, there is always something unique and special that touches my heart in each and every one of them. Today, what touched me from my friends AA's wedding was when the bride danced with her father. She seemed really close to her dad and everyone was just quiet watching them. There was an unspeakable intimacy from the way they smiled and talked while dancing. I wish I could hear what they said to each other. When they danced, my friend -the bride- really looked like her dad's little girl again. Meanwhile, the music brought me (maybe)thousands of miles away to that house where I was raised in and where my family now still lives. I miss my dad.
Happy Father's Day, papa.
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