My daughter thinks that her father and I have been together forever. That there’s no way I could have ever dated, let alone married, someone else.
But that’s not the real truth. That’s only the truth she knows at six years old.
I’m opening up in a new way over at The Washington Post’s parenting site, On Parenting today. No sarcasm, so silliness, just my raw honesty. And my sadness at the thought of someday bursting her bubble.
I hope you’ll check it out. Maybe even share it with some friends or family who could relate. It’s one of those posts that has taken me quite a way to write. To read it, click HERE.
Thanks…
