Tag: memories

I Love My Kids Equally (Honest)

I’ve never had a relationship as special as the unique ones I have with each of them.

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.

It was as if everything we have ever loved, hated, or known was taken away.

One tiny giggle kept these three alive for over a decade and counting.

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.