Chapter 67. Nothing Is Perfect

BARRY

Kelly hardly ever shows up at my office, the only thing that comforts me is the pictures I have of the girls. Kelly gives me a picture frame every time the girls turn a month older; this became a habit after they turned one. Today she gave me picture frame number 12, today my babies are two years old and I can't believe how fast they have grown, I don't understand how time has gone by so fast. The girls are growing and growing by leaps and bounds, I'm afraid of not being able to enjoy their accomplishments, I'm afraid of not spending enough time with them. I don't want to be a lame parent, I want to be the best, at least Kelly has comforted me a little by telling me that the girls won't remember their early years. So I have made a plan, when the girls come of age I will delegate everything to the office, so I will have more free time. At least enough so I can spend quality time with my girls without them hating me for being an overworked father.

I look at the pictu