A father’s strength protects, supports and puts family first. But what about when he can’t heal, mend or make it better?
I wanted to barge into his memories. This man that nine years ago I swore to always cherish, I wanted to cherish now the part of him I never knew.
I come to this battle armed with phrases like “unfair-mental-load”, “I-never-get-a-break” and “you-just-don’t-understand.” But friends, I have been fighting the wrong enemy.
I come to this battle armed with phrases like “unfair-mental-load”, “I-never-get-a-break” and “you-just-don’t-understand.” But friends, I have been fighting the wrong enemy.
Never would I have imagined as I held my first baby such fearful responsibility would become my sustenance. Nor was I prepared when such love vied for first love.
The constant ding of her tablet, sitting on the table in front of her, was a relentless distraction from our meal. That is, until she turned the device toward her husband, and I realized…
It is one thing to get to know the love of your life before you slip those wedding bands onto each other’s fingers. It is a whole different thing to continue to get to know them years after you speak those vows.
It was that frightening hour. You know. 4 pm. Before the husband gets home. And when you have just about reached the end of all you can give. But then he sent that text message.
Finally I see him, and for the first time in days I forget about the call from the doctor telling me that I might have pre-cancerous cells on my cervix.
Finally I see him, and for the first time in days I forget about the call from the doctor telling me that I might have pre-cancerous cells on my cervix.
Please don’t ever think that I say this because I don’t love you enough. No my sons, I say this precisely because I love you so impossibly much.
There is a bigger promise I should have made to you that day as we slipped gold bands of promise around each other’s fingers; one I could not have imagined back then would need a vow to stand behind it.
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