I'm Only A Good Daddy Because Your Mommy Died

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Kirkus "GET IT"

Your mommy died when you were nine months old. You won't remember her voice, her obsession with your outfits, or the way she sang made-up lyrics to you every morning. So I'm writing it down before I forget too.
These letters cover the first two years after Mommy died. The panic attacks while you played with blocks. The fifty pounds I lost because eating felt like betrayal. The nights I was there but not there, the days I faked being human so you wouldn't grow up with a ghost for a father.
Survival doesn't have to look like healing. Sometimes, it just looks like getting through Tuesday.