Fathers Day (when it’s quiet)
This Father’s Day, I woke up to a strange sound. Not the laughter of my children down the hall. Not the murmurs of cartoons, not the sound of breakfast being quietly attempted. It wasn’t the sound of life you’d expect
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This Father’s Day, I woke up to a strange sound. Not the laughter of my children down the hall. Not the murmurs of cartoons, not the sound of breakfast being quietly attempted. It wasn’t the sound of life you’d expect