Some days, being a father means laughter at the dinner table. Other days, it means listening to silence, respecting space, or waiting until she’s ready to share. It’s not always easy. But it is always worth it.
That night reminded me that children don’t measure love in grand gestures. They measure it in presence. They measure it in knowing they can count on you to show up.
I didn’t just step into her life by chance. I step into it every day by choice. And the greatest gift is knowing she chooses me too.
