Father’s Influence

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I went back to college when my youngest was 4. I felt guilty about leaving him home with Dad. He said, “Don’t feel bad, Mommy. While you’re gone Daddy and I put our feet on the coffee table like you don’t let us, eat pizza and have burping contests.”

Me: Dear God . . .

God: It is good.

And it was.smile

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