A Tough Disclosure
As I left the office and walked through the parking lot, each step felt heavier than the last. How do you even begin to tell your wife something like this? “Hey, honey, guess what? We’ve got two kids, but I’m infertile—surprise!” Hardly the kind of thing you drop over dinner. Thoughts of Jessica’s reaction swirled in my mind, and I knew it would shake her just as deeply as it had shaken me. A growing sense of unease settled in my chest, refusing to let go.
A Tough Disclosure
Recognized Faces
I open the front door to the sound of laughter as my sons, Caleb and Dylan, bounce around the living room like sugar-fueled kangaroos. Their identical grins and bright eyes fill the room with an infectious energy that, for a brief moment, lifts the weight pressing on my chest. But the relief is fleeting—because those familiar little faces stir up the whirlwind all over again, reminding me of the truth I can’t unsee.
Recognized Faces
