My sons. Fathers. Labour and birth. Nocturnal baby cries. Partners’ children, now your own. Teacher conferences, school field trips, patient games of chess. Working hard. Paying (hard). Concerts, dance recitals, sports, and more. Escorting brides, assisting grooms. Long days in hospital rooms. Tears shed. Laughter shared. Love, not biology, defines.

Eileen is a mother to four loving and supportive fathers, all of whom make her proud.