Leaving home–story excerpt

Starting a story about leaving home for a long time . . .

Leaving the Family

Why had I not screwed up when I was single?

I was up early, my wife and three sons were still asleep. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a cup of coffee.  With cup in hand I walked through the house, taking everything in.  I made sure my bag was packed and by the front door.

Why had I not screwed up before I had a family?

I looked in on my boys as they slept.  Nathan, my youngest, just turned four.  He had been my constant companion for over a year.  I looked at him, memorizing all of his features.  His words, “I love Daddy” imprinted on my mind and soul.

Why had I not screwed up before I had learned to love?

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