I awoke again today with you kids on my mind. Wondering what you are up to Brooke since I saw you at your Christmas play at your school on December 9th. While it was painful for me for you to run from me as if you were trying to project fear of me, I understand why. It was all too familiar. As I walked outside the front of the school your mother was parked right in front where she could monitor our every possible interaction. Your pawpaw was there along with your little sister.
I could only hope for the best for you children and pray for ease in your coping skills.
I pray for you every day as I wake and every time I lay my head to my pillow.
I miss and love you very much,
Dad
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