For many years, I was the son of my mother. For a while, I was also the boyfriend of my girlfriend. I then became the husband of my wife, and a few weeks ago I graduated to being the father of my daughter.
As I sit here working late into the night, struggling to get done what I should be getting done, I find myself wondering exactly when I get to be me?
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