It’s a path I never expected to travel, but am glad I had the courage to walk it.
Being Dad is the greatest, scariest, happiest, lifetime of dread I could have ever signed up for.
The best way I can describe days like this is that my hair hurts.
It was as if everything we have ever loved, hated, or known was taken away.
Life lessons that served me no good will serve them no good. It’s my duty, as their father, to see that.
It’s the parental curse of eternal-youth vision
There was no way I was having a heart attack. Right? I didn’t have heart attacks. Other people did.
Go ahead. Get your kids. I’ll wait.
We’re not incredibly smart. We’re moderately old.
Take a moment, think about your words, and then say what’s in your head. Or, even better, don’t.