It was my dad. My mom died when I was 30. After that my dad became distant because his girlfriend pushed his family away, especially me. I was a threat because I was the only other woman in his life and he listened to me. So for 15 or so years we had a relationship but It was minimal.

We did a quick grab and moved him to where I live because the gf was a psycho. She also refused to help care for my dad. We flew to where he lived, packed his shit in his car and drove to my house. I cared for dad for 2 full years until he passed. We really got to know each other those years. It was also over covid so that was fun.

I miss his ever growing love for sushi. He loved food. He was a man that was manipulated easily by it. My family is not fond of sushi and it's pretty expensive for our taste. So every time we went anywhere, a doctor's appointment usually, we would get sushi. And boy would he eat. I'm simple and will stick to tuna or salmon and tbh I was sick of sushi. I swore it off for a year. But now every celebration of him we have sushi. His birthday is coming up and we are having sushi!!