A Letter To The Overlooked Bereaved Dads

“All the nurses direct their attention to mom, but as you stand tall next to the woman you love, inside you are broken. As you hold your significant other’s hand, not one person in the room notices your eyes swell with tears. But I do.”

‘My principal emailed me. She added another student to my roster. ‘Come talk to me when you get a chance. I have to tell you her story.’: Teacher remembers every student ‘has a story’ and they just might ‘change you’

“She saw the terror in my eyes. The office lady leaned in to whisper, ‘The guidance counselor will be in shortly.’ He just stood there. Looking up at me with his big, empty, chocolate eyes. In that moment, I could peek into his soul. I knew I was in that classroom, at that moment, for him.”

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