Interpreted your comment like this. And stole my comment about 300 and one pair from another thread. 😆
To be fair, my parents have always supported me. They've helped me at every step. They supported me when I called them halfway through the university and told them that I wanted to become an actor. You can imagine how bizarre it must have sounded to them. They told me first get the degree and then pursue my passion. My dad supported me throughout my struggle period. He coughed up money for my portfolio, for my physical training and for my dance classes. And it was not the best financial time for us. Three and a half years of waiting is a long time. At times, he did question if the path I had chosen was the right one and whether I was serious about it.
My father is getting older and gets emotional easily. The other day I was cleaning my shoe closet, which has some 100 pairs now. It was a staggering sight. Dad walked past the room and he stared crying. He said I remember once you had just two pairs one for everyday wear and one while going out. Tell me, how can I not be thankful to God?

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