Where Has The Time Gone? by J. C. Kenney

As I write this, my house is quiet. It’s midafternoon. My wife Nancy is at work, and kitty cat Maria is in another room, napping in a patch of sun. The only sounds are the clicking of my keyboard keys, the whoosh of warm being pushed around by the furnace, and the gentle tinkling of water from Maria’s drinking fountain. All is quiet.
Yes, I’ve arrived at a new stage in my life. One that, as a parent of two kiddos, I spent a few days wondering whether I would ever get there. Yet, here I am.


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