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

in the soft dark.

She traced little shapes on my arm with one finger. Hearts. Circles. Stars.

“Daddy?” she whispered.

“Yes, bug?”

Her voice got even quieter. “Are you still my daddy?”

There it was. The quiet echo of everything she had sensed beneath the surface. Children don’t need every fact to feel that something has shifted. They pick it up in the spaces continue reading …