I used to think I would grow up and have a big family, something I never had as a child since I am an only. During my first marriage in Berlin, I thought family was fantastic. So much so I decided to leave my country and stay with the great Polish family I had so comfortably been accepted into. When my ex-wife and I had our child, I was so happy. It seemed that I would be able to have a happy family. Well, the truth hit me pretty hard at 23. Responsibility set in and the trials of culture shock mixed in with a little man vs. woman spice and an inability to see farther than a day ahead forced me into a divorce. Now don’t get me wrong. I played and did typical dad stuff, but I didn’t come anywhere near to what Minoru did. I just wonder how a dad can be away from his family soooo much during the week come home and be with the children non-stop, fit some time in for the wife and still have enough time to enjoy his own life before his kids leave him to live in another country; at least in my case. You must be logged in to post a comment. |
Podcast Episode #85:
The Busiest Time of the Year:
Podcast Episode #84:
Being a father in Japan:
Getting back on her good side:
Being misunderstood at work:
Podcast Episode #83:
I got work!:
OMG. Gross. This is not food.:
Podcast Episode #82:
1 Million Yen!:
Small Town Marriages:
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