Frankie rushed in the kitchen, flipping pancakes, whisking eggs, taking toys out of his toddler's mouth. It was barely 7:26 am and he was already sweating.

"Lucia, hurry up!"

He shouted at his oldest as he took the packages off the heat. He played everything and set the plates on the table before opening a boxed juice and gave it to the toddler.

It had been a year since his wife left and he was still trying to find the balance in his life to take care of his kids.