my dad fought for me when my parents got divorced when I was 6 years old. I was too young to understand, but now since my mother died from cancer last year, I still have him even though he's very sick. He could have allowed my mother to win in all of this. She was bitter and didn't like the fact he wanted be a part of my life.

Her death affected me so much, but my father never ever spoke bad of her. Even though I can't say the same growing up how she always bad mouth him. He's my strength right now. I don't know what I would have done if he gave up trying to be a part of my life. He's the only parent I have right now.