My dad has traveled for work once or twice a month since I was 5 years old. Every time he would go away, I would receive a post card from wherever he was, telling me of his travels and how much he missed me. After 16 years of traveling, I have collected over 500 post cards. These span my walls of my home, as a reminder of my father's love for me and that, even though I might have my one corner of the world, there is so much out there, waiting to be discovered.

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As well as his work travels, my father also joined my mom, my brother and I on our quest to reach all 50 states by the time I was 21 and my brother was 18. On August, 8, 2018, coincidentally my father's 50th birthday, we hit all 50 states.