I think about the first day. The moment the Doctor placed my
son in my arms. The tears coming down my face and the words I whispered in his
ears… “I will never leave you or let anyone hurt you”.
It really does feel like yesterday, no matter how cliché that
sounds.
I do not understand the males (can’t say men) that can look
their child in the face, in their eyes and walk away and not return. How does
one intentionally walk away?
I am not talking about those that do not get to see their
children as much as they would like because...
