Reflections on the invisible struggle of separated fathers and their unwavering love for their children.

This book is not just my story. It is the story of so many parents who love their children with all their being, but who, due to other people's decisions or difficult circumstances, must fight day after day to prove it.

If there was no solid foundation before having children, the cracks begin to open, and fights begin to arise. Frustration, loneliness, and emotional distance begin to fill the spaces. And in many cases, the woman decides to open the door and leave.

What I want to understand is: why can't we put aside the hostility that sometimes exists in a broken relationship, and just focus on being parents? If we both love and respect each other, why can't we be adults enough to put the past behind us and think about the well-being of our children?