Ok this one made me cry! What lovely children you have, especially Sophie for reaching out. Your children love you and miss you. Be sure to have coffee with her at least once a week especially with her going to Japan. Don’t put it off. It’s important for both of you.
I'm not even halfway through, but wanted to comment. More beautiful writing. It also strikes me that there should be a book of essays about divorced fatherhood. I haven't seen any, and it's such a timely topic. Sorry, I know it's gross to talk of making art out of something so painful, but Im also pretty sure that you do make use of your life in your art. Seriously, think of writing something about divorced fatherhood and what it's like. I think it would get published. Your feelings remind me of those of my own father (who raised us solo after our mother died). He had such deep paternal feelings.
Beautiful story. Thanks for sharing. Such a cruel, unfair, ugly, messed up world. It never ceases to amaze me how kids make everything better. They put meaning, healing, and life into our shattered lives.
I think this is right. I got to experience this only because of the desolation. Not that I'd recommend desolation to anyone, but I'm so grateful for this.
I soaked in every word you wrote and it is now a vivid memory in my minds eye. I wasn't even there....and I felt every moment. Just plain joy.
For reasons we cannot know, often when we least expect it; in fact, we're dreading the moment of pain so much that it makes us physically ill; out of the sorrow, the desolation, as you put it, the sun shines and we didn't see it coming.
Only when we are steeped in darkness can we truly appreciate the light that shines.
I have no words for your wonderful children, Steve.
A morning does not pass without remembering them as I do you.
Sounds like you raised outstanding kids, Steve.
They were fortunate to inherit the DNA of some really great people among their ancestry. I was fortunate to inherit the end result.
You’re a big part of that too, brother. Good man. You may not see it, but you are
Ok this one made me cry! What lovely children you have, especially Sophie for reaching out. Your children love you and miss you. Be sure to have coffee with her at least once a week especially with her going to Japan. Don’t put it off. It’s important for both of you.
And that's why I'm the best, what can I say?🤷♀️ Love ya, dad.
Tru 'dat
Beautiful!!!
Wow. Hope, indeed. That's some daughter you have there. Lucky you.
Ha ha ... Steve likes scented candles... ya girl! <points> <laughs>
They’re called MANDLES
You Are a fortunate and blessed man to have such children!
I'm not even halfway through, but wanted to comment. More beautiful writing. It also strikes me that there should be a book of essays about divorced fatherhood. I haven't seen any, and it's such a timely topic. Sorry, I know it's gross to talk of making art out of something so painful, but Im also pretty sure that you do make use of your life in your art. Seriously, think of writing something about divorced fatherhood and what it's like. I think it would get published. Your feelings remind me of those of my own father (who raised us solo after our mother died). He had such deep paternal feelings.
It's not gross. Art is how we metabolize pain.
"You saved me"
I cried. The best think you could have told her.
Beautiful story. Thanks for sharing. Such a cruel, unfair, ugly, messed up world. It never ceases to amaze me how kids make everything better. They put meaning, healing, and life into our shattered lives.
P.S. My two young adult daughters also hate AI. I don't get it. I find it so handy for so many questions.
Amen!
I am beyond happy for you, brother.
Thank you for sharing this!
Tear jerker, Steve.
All I could think of was that I hope you know how much you are loved....how blessed you are.
There are fathers in this world who do live in the home, do see their children and I'll bet not one in this world experienced what you did.
"It has ever been that the depth of love cannot be known until the hour of separation."
I think this is right. I got to experience this only because of the desolation. Not that I'd recommend desolation to anyone, but I'm so grateful for this.
I soaked in every word you wrote and it is now a vivid memory in my minds eye. I wasn't even there....and I felt every moment. Just plain joy.
For reasons we cannot know, often when we least expect it; in fact, we're dreading the moment of pain so much that it makes us physically ill; out of the sorrow, the desolation, as you put it, the sun shines and we didn't see it coming.
Only when we are steeped in darkness can we truly appreciate the light that shines.
I have no words for your wonderful children, Steve.
A morning does not pass without remembering them as I do you.
Thank you as always, Debby.