I know my T has shed tears of pain over my experiences as a child. I know he has spent evenings worried and wondering how I could possibly be OK. I know he beams with pride when I take a risk... even if it ends up in disaster... I know he beams even brighter when I succeed. I know if something really bad happened to me he would grieve even if we hadn’t seen eachother in a long time. I know if something good happens he will celebrate with me. I also know what ever happens to me or with me his life, both personally and professionally, will go on... he might pause for a moment... but he will be OK.