I ASSISTED A SINGLE DAD AT THE STORE AND SAW THE BRACELET I BURIED WITH MY CHILD ON HIS DAUGHTER.
I was at the store one Tuesday morning, rushing through the aisles when I noticed a man struggling with his toddler in the cereal section. His daughter, around three years old, was throwing a tantrum, tears streaming down her face. The man looked exhausted and defeated, and I couldn’t help but feel for him—I knew…