This photo was taken a few weeks after my father had lost a part of his leg. He was in a rehab learning how to walk again, learning how to get used to his new normal. This photo reminds me o how strong he was sometimes. He was so positive through the process, he even returned to to hospital to demonstrate to others how life goes on after an amputation. He of course had his problems, but I loved my father . R.I.P. I will always and never understand.