Some kids want to be Astronauts, I wanted to be a father. By 23 I was married and by 24 we welcomed my “first born” Julia to the world. Julia wasn’t entering a home though; she was entering two homes. By 25 I was divorced and living back with my parents. I remember the moment I realized it was over. The rain was pounding on the roof of my car. The ins…
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