For years I looked forward to the day I would beat my dad at arm wrestling. When that day came it wasn’t as happy as I thought it would be. It meant my dad was getting old and frail and where is the joy in that?
For years I looked forward to the day I would beat my dad at arm wrestling. When that day came it wasn’t as happy as I thought it would be. It meant my dad was getting old and frail and where is the joy in that?