The Luxury of Fatherhood

For all I complain about the image of fatherhood, and for all I talk about the challenges of being a father, I have it easier than many. Much easier.

‘Kelly knows she can call me during the day; Ian knows exactly when I’ll be home. I met my son when he first took breath, and we haven’t been apart for longer than two days. And this is such a priveledge, such a luxury. Such a blessing.’

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