Fatherhood

I am sharing an account of our Taylor Swift experience with a little help from ChatGPT. I combined my notes of the day with a little prompt engineering and asked ChatGPT to organize everything into a story that captures the suspense and excitement of the day. …

Why children need to know who their fathers are — absent fathers included — It happens every single year on Father’s Day. Men get bashed. I look on the main timeline, and there are a flood of comments about deadbeat fathers and why Mother’s Day is Father’s Day. It’s a little jarring to me because I grew up with my biological father, my older…

Thoughts and reflections of #3 — I sat next to my son at his bedside last night. “Jacob, can I tell you something? You’d make a great teacher.” My son is turning eight in a few weeks now, and there is something so wonderful about him that I need to share: he has a lot of…

I’d do anything to have it back — “Can I play your piano?” I asked Grandma on a long-ago visit to her house near Minneapolis. Laughter rang out from the kitchen. “You can try.” I shuffled over to the upright piano in the corner of the room, looking for sheet music but finding none. On the instrument’s faded…

Fatherhood is a journey that embodies strength, wisdom, and unconditional love. It is a profound and beautiful relationship that shapes our lives and leaves an indelible mark on our hearts. In this article, we delve into the extraordinary role of fathers, exploring the depth of their impact and the significance…

Neuroscientists know that pregnant mothers’ brains change in ways that appear to help with caring for a baby. Now researchers have identified changes in new fathers’ brains, too. — By Darby Saxbe, Associate Professor of Psychology, USC Dornsife College of Letters, Arts and Sciences & Magdalena Martínez García, Doctoral Student of Neuroimaging, Instituto de Investigación Sanitaria Gregorio Marañón (IiSGM)

And his aversion to the color green. — One of the most superstitious people I ever came across was my father. He was adamant about anything green not being in our house as he believed it would bring bad luck. My mother wasn’t superstitious at all but seemed to go along with him. It was easier than arguing…

My mum was really excited to tell me something. She had found our collection of cassette tapes from the 1970’s. The ones she carefully labelled and stored in a red box. You see, back in the day, my dad had a whole expensive stereo set up complete with huge microphones…

One family’s experience — June 11, 1992, my ringing phone woke me around 3:30 AM. I jumped out of bed and quickly answered it, fearing something was wrong. My mother was on the other end of the line, frantic. “Oh my God, oh my God, I think Sidney is dead!” While I came to…