What has been changing lately is that he is sharing with me, being vulnerable with me. He is going through new experiences in his life – good experiences – and he brings them to me. The joy I feel when I pick up the phone and he blurts out his question, makes his joke, voices his concern, it is a relief. Because I can answer. I can help. I am his friend.
Dad, right around the age I am now. 1990, 1991.