I loved being a dad. Especially to the little ones. But, it’s kinda like ignoring love for a year. Eventually, there’s a new normal. And that gets good too.
Now, I’ve got four, and they all left the nest over a year ago so I’m not really missing babies so much anymore. And fifty is four years behind me but you know something? New challenges await. Possibly including grandchildren (for you, I’ve already got one).
BTW, I loved this story.