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I could feel my desperation bubbling to the surface again, hoping to be ushered back into his life and our family, now that he was terminally ill. He'd always hold onto his religious faith no matter what, I knew that, but now I wondered if he'd start putting faith in our relationship as well, with only months to live.

The first time I realized I was more like my father, was when my sister pulled out a personality quiz from her purse, and started asking the questions after the three of us had finished our dinner at a local restaurant. Each question, my dad and I answered the same, whereas my sister answered the exact opposite.