One thing I realized very quickly after my marriage ended was…

…that kids don’t always kick off deep conversations during dinner.

On an average weeknight, Toby, Anton and I would sit down at the table, and I would say, “So, tell me something about your days,” and they would stare into the middle distance or say “Nothing really happened,” until I pitched doing a round of rose-bud-thorn, to which they’d answer monosyllabically, and then I’d think up another question for the group and…you get the gist.… Read more

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