An alternate reality where my dad got through his treatments without any problems.
He passed the day after I turned 12 at the age of 43.
Had he managed to get through his treatments without any problems, he would be 66 this year.
Sometimes I have dreams where I see a "present-day version" of him but different, such as thinning gray hair, glasses, more facial hair or struggling to maintain a good physical well-being despite his love for Mountain Dew and supporting groups that focus on protecting the environment. Weight issues do run in The Anonymous Household to this day.
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Silly NTs, I have Aspergers, and having Aspergers is gr-r-reat!