Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

And now, overnight, my words had escaped the room and run wild.

I rubbed my face with both hands.

“I didn’t ask for this,” I said.

Tyler’s voice cracked. “Neither did the kids.”

That stopped me.

Because he was right.

No one asked to be born into a world where your loneliness comes with a comment section.

I looked at him—my grandson with his hair still damp continue reading …