The “Old Man” aka the father was probably raised to keep his feelings in his pocket because he didn’t need them so that when he grew up, he decided to only allow his angry feelings to come out. Once in awhile you see the sweet side of him, like making the most of the ruined dinner by taking his family to the Chinese restaurant and then on Christmas morning giving his firstborn the gift that he most wanted.
God continued to provide. My husband was doing night calls for I don’t know how many years just to make ends meet. Looking back, I don’t think I thought he was stressed because he never showed it. He was an amazing daddy who loved on his children when he got home instead of doing what the average guy did (watching tv or doing whatever without their family when they got home) I was blessed to have a guy who would help me when he got home, read to the children, and tuck them in. We had a very simple life but I loved it and I even had a neighbor tell me once he loved seeing us all out in the backyard running around and playing together the way families and children use to. He encouraged us to keep doing that.
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