I’m raising two daughters, aged 4 and 5, on my own. My wife left us to travel the world.
Being a single dad isn’t easy—besides working, I have to cook, take the girls to kindergarten, and care for them at home.
They are my world, but I often feel exhausted.
The other day, I woke up as usual, dressed my daughters, and went to the kitchen to pour milk into their porridge.
Imagine my surprise when I saw three plates of freshly made pancakes with jam and fruit sitting on the table. Alarmed, I checked the house for any uninvited guests and called my relatives to ask if anyone had stopped by that morning.