That simple mix-up at school became a quiet reminder of what truly matters. Children don’t count the hours we work or the tasks we complete; they feel our presence, our patience, and our love. That night, as I tucked Timmy into bed, he smiled and said, “Daddy, I’m happy you came today.” And in that whisper-soft moment, I promised myself to be there — not just when needed, but whenever possible.
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