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As I sit here, there are birds singing outside, a nice sunshine coming through the window, greenery on my yard. I am waiting for my son and my daughter to wake up so that I can start cooking the pancakes I have planned. It is an otherwise quiet neighborhood. I feel sheltered. Blessed. Undeserving. I feel like I should be doing more. I tell myself, being a father of three, providing a home, being a family, that is my contribution. But still.

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