Coming homeJanuary 4, 2009
My kids have been with their father for a week. He got the second half of their Christmas break.
They come home tonight. All but my son. He is staying with his father. Tomorrow he starts school in his new school district. I will see him every other weekend.
This is the right decision. For him. For my girls. For me.
But he won’t be coming home. He won’t be sleeping in his bed. I won’t get him up in the morning to get ready for school. He won’t be here when I get home from work.
My son. My first born. My baby.
And I feel so alone.