The Middle
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The Smile at 3AM
Her eyes closed, body soft. Just before sleep took her completely—she smiled. And I saw it.
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The Side Hug
She gave me a side hug. Not warm. Not long. But real. And it counted.
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The Fancy Meal
She said she didn’t feel like eating. But I knew it wasn’t about the food.
 

Dad
I’m a dad who’s still figuring it out. Not all at once, and not always well — but I try to show up. That’s the thread running through most of what I write here.


