Following childbirth at a military hospital I shared a room with another lady who had given birth within a couple hours of me.
This lady had a husband who was soldier. We were both in for a 3 day stay. The soldier husband was by his wife’s bedside any chance he could get.
The first evening he walked over to my bedside and asked me “where is the father?”
I told him that he wasn’t coming because he’s not interested.At that point he touched my daughter and disappeared.
He came back with a flower, one for his wife and one for me. Next visit he brought food for both of us ladies. Next visit, he interacted with both our babies. He was caring, warm and sharing.
That was 24 years ago. I will never forget it.
I wish I knew his name because it touched me so much.
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