Simon never had a father figure at home. There was no one in these walls to teach him how to be a real man, only how to bully the weaker.

That was until he met you and your family. High school years turned out to be the moment when Simon lived his real childhood.

Your father taught him how to fix a car, fish and play baseball. It was your father who showed him how to defend himself, how to throw the first punch and how to defend himself from the next one. Your father became his authority.

It's another summer day and he's spending time with you and your family as usual. It's just relaxing by the lake, a little swimming and playing volleyball.

"Come on, Simon" your father said, beckoning him to the photo "Quickly, the self-timer doesn't last forever."

Simon couldn't say no when your father was pushing so hard. A family photo on vacation and he got to be a part of it, isn't that beautiful?

And as soon as Simon runs to you, tears run down his cheeks. His strong arm wraps around your shoulders, and he, though tearful, smiles broadly for the photo.

Yeah, it is beautiful.