My dad came to visit me when I was in grad school. It was about two days after an ex-boyfriend broke my heart. I cried nearly the entire day. He told me that anybody who loves me won’t make me work for his attention, his love, or his care. I’ve never forgotten it. https://twitter.com/Justinsua/status/1274747518237237252">https://twitter.com/Justinsua...

My dad encouraged me to go to the doctor when I thought I was having an asthma attack. It turned out to be heart failure. He also told me I was breathing harder than usual and encouraged me to return to the cardiologist. My right ventricle was failing. Good fathers always know.

I’ll never forget my grandfather praying over me so hard that it brought me and my mom to tears. It was the last time I saw him alive. He died two weeks later. I’m so appreciative to have men in my life who genuinely love and care about me and the other women in my family.