My Little Girl Asked One Question on Father’s Day – And It Changed Everything I Thought I Knew About Being a Dad

with shouting or slammed doors. It comes in a small, careful voice from the back seat of the car, holding a purple crayon and coloring outside the lines.

That’s how it happened for me.

A Question from the Back Seat

Lily has always seen the world in her own bright way. The moon, she insists, follows our car at night because it “thinks we’re funny.” Puddles continue reading …