Harry had it all: a beautiful wife, an adorable four-year-old son, and a high-paying media job. But on the eve of his thirtieth birthday, with one irresponsible act - having one night stand, he threw it all away. Suddenly he finds himself an unemployed single father trying to figure out how to wash his son's hair the way Mommy did and whether green spaghetti is proper breakfast food.Excerpt from the book that i like:
How do you do it, Mum?
How do I do what?
How do you manage to carry on after loosing Dad? I mean, you were with him all your life. I cant imagine what it must be like to try to fill a gap that big.
Well, you don't get over it, of course. You can never get over it. I miss him. I'm lonely. Sometimes I'm frightened. And I still have to sleep with the light on. But you have to learn to let go,' my mother said. That's part of it, isn't it?
Part of what?
Part of what it means to love someone. To really love someone. If you love someone then you don't just see them as an extension of yourself. You don't just love them for what's in it for you. Love means knowing when to let go,' she told me.
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