Will I be a good father? Work them or spoil them? Laugh and play as I come from work every day? Treat them badly like mine before me and leave them behind? To fail them like mine has done for he no longer wanted me?... I will be a good father. Keep them happy, fed, well dressed, their stress relieved to never be depressed. What I don't have they can have it. Their happiness and yours is my joy and experience. Memories I want to keep forever and be glad to be called a father, not just a dad.
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