I have told a few close friends and family that one day I really want to be a father, and because of many variables, it just wasn't the right time.Could this be an indication of what kind of father I'd be?
I have neglected you, it's like I went out one day and never came home while you waited at the table for my famous chicken avocado stir-fry. And now that I'm back, I have to prove myself to you all over again. In the meantime, you won't come out of your room, or you'll give me the silent treatment, or even not eat my culinary masterpieces (beans and wieners, green eggs and ham, eggs with slight garnishment of cedar etc). But alas, I will have to Cree up and stay home for a while and never neglect you again.
Do you forgive me?
A lot of stuff has happened, please stay tuned for my State of the Creeunion Address.
