People think the story is about a box, and a mother who screamed.
It isn’t.
It’s about a man who learned ten shades of pink, and never missed a single performance, and was always there — and six daughters who grew up and made absolutely certain the whole world knew which parent had actually shown up.
Monica gave them a signature.
I gave them a childhood.
At the end of the day, my girls knew the difference.
So did all 150 guests.
