Mencius said in 290 B.C. that “The great man is he who does not lose his child’s heart” (VanSell). I believe that my father has done a wonderful job at losing his children’s hearts. He has lost mine almost completely. He has become a fool for his misguided ways in his life. He is losing a great deal more than he knows. He has lost his daughter’s hearts, and thus their lives. My father is translucent. He is nothing more than a ghost who will haunt the lives of his first family from now until the end of our lives.