Within minutes… I’m out cold.

Within minutes… I’m out cold.
One day, she’ll be 50 and still my baby girl.
When they return, the house will be cool, just like their dad.
“I’m not sleeping. I saw everything. That guy did the thing before to the other guy.”
The kids are tired, the air is cold, and we’re way too far away from our starting point.
Without them, I would wallow in my own mind during times when my own mind is the most dangerous place to wallow in.
What came next could have destroyed me, if I let it.
Your kid is watching. You can’t scream. You can’t yell. You can’t say all the bad things you’re dying to say.
I never know what fatherhood surprises are lurking around the corner.
I never dreamed he’d play such a pivotal role in my home, but here he is.
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