Narrative Essay - Original Writing

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Refracted light blinded my flooded eyes as I cracked my head dully against the thick glass on the passenger side of our minivan. It was over—my life that is. She was leaving, and nothing I could say or do would make her stay. I would lose my children; I would lose everything. In the cold, desolate, loneliness of a fast-food parking lot, I cried—for the first time in nearly ten years. The light blinding me wasn’t the light at the end of the tunnel, nor was it the light of an oncoming train to put me out of my misery. No, the light blinding me was the dull light of a bare-bulb parking lot lamp, twice refracted by glass and tears. Break-ups aren’t sexy like in the movies; they are blunt-force trauma with a forever after-taste. So I gave up; I quit. I cannot forget the day a month or so later when I gave up deceiving myself. Across the room sat an older lady, a counselor, peppering me with questions about my life, my marriage, my children. Finally, after all my pontificating and self-deprecating she pushed me, “Tell me, what do you want to be?” My answer, without hesitation was, “I just want to be a dad!” She wrote something down, but I still don’t know what it was. It didn’t matter, I had just discovered what had been written on my heart all along. I wanted to be a dad, and the reason I had destroyed my everything was: I had abandoned my purpose; I had been a quitter. Breakfast, I thought, Matt told me that his mom made them breakfast every morning. I admired…

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