My dad died before I was born, too. In my very unbiased opinion I turned out pretty damn great. It’s not our birth circumstance that preordains our life. It’s the choices we make a long life’s road.
Very true. My dad died when I was a toddler and my mother became a tower of strength following that tragedy and subsequent struggles.
Perhaps the loss of a parent at any age determines self-reliance and self-discipline.
Not judging, just pondering the effects of losing a parent on very young children.