Did you know what freedom of a father is like? It’s finally enduring the sheer chaos and monotony of quotidian parenting until one day, you get to leave the house for a social night even though your kids are around. It only took me five years to reach this milestone. Heck, most of my jobs didn’t even last this long. I guess I’m delirious with joy. However, emotion is a multifaceted prism. My son asked me for hugs before I strode my way out the door. Twice. So, I feel bittersweet. Maybe ten years from now, I will feel left out when he spreads his wings and explores chic neighbourhoods with his friends. Maybe twenty years from now, I will be the one asking for hugs as he rushes out of the house. I remember what my army buddy told me earlier this year: when freedom is elusive and so hard to come by, you will cherish it more. Definitely an outing to remember in my memory files.