I went to my daughter’s open house last night with her mother and the little girl was so excited to have both of her parents in the same room at the same time. She showed off everything that she has done and we saw all the progress that she has made. One class assignment stood out to me. She was asked to write a sentence about her parents and she wrote; “My mommy takes care of me and my daddy shows me what to do.” Apparently our roles are very clear to her. I don’t know how to feel about her written response but a good part of me feels sad. She never asked to be born into a broken home. We both give her so much love but I wish we could give her unity.