A little post-father's day story

This sprouted from a comment I left on a Father's Day thread:

When I was first heading to university and I was sitting in the back of my parents' car. We came to the city limits of my new home and I said, "ok, I'm ready to go home now." My dad, without missing a beat, shifted in his seat, turned to me and said "This is your home now."

I was pissed off.

I was terrified.

We got to my residence, set up my room and made sure I had everything I needed to get through the year. When it came time for my parents to leave, mom and I were hugging and crying when my dad came up to me. He pulled me into a big hug and told me how proud he was that I was facing my fears and going to school so far away from home. He had tears in his eyes. That is when I realised that me leaving was as hard for him as it was for me.

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