My Dad Raised Me Alone After My Birth Mother Left Me in His Bike Basket at 3 Months Old – 18 Years Later She Showed up at My Graduation

I used to joke that Dad looked like I might shatter if he breathed wrong.

“Seriously,” I told him once, pointing at the photo. “You look like you would’ve dropped me out of pure panic if I sneezed.”

“I would not have dropped you. I was just… nervous. I thought I was going to break you.” Then he gave that little shrug he does when he wants to dodge being emotional. “But apparently I did okay.”

Dad did more than okay.

He did everything.

He looked like I might shatter if he breathed wrong.