“Dad, what really is our problem?” My business-owner 24-year-old son asked me recently.
In response to this abrupt, unexpected, and out-of-the-blue question, my heart rattled a bit. In a nanosecond, many thoughts brisked through my macho mind. What did his mother say to him that warranted this? Did I rub my boy the wrong way as head of the household? What does Joshua mean by ‘our problem’?
I took a rest in the conviction that my wife and…
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