So last night I was crying in my room so bad that my 5 year old heard me, even though I was trying to be quiet. He then started looking around the house for something shaped like a heart. He found a little heart shaped pendant and started rubbing it on his chest, then he started rubbing it on mine. When I asked him what he was doing, he said "im giving you my heart momma, cuz I dont want yours to hurt anymore. I think that nobody likes heart burn"
How lucky am I !? We might have been left by some jehovah lovin fool but Im the one who gets to stay and take in my wonderful boys. Now my five year old isnt his, but my four month is. And maybe it is good that he left while he was so young, so he wont remember any of this nonsence. I just think that hes gonna make the love for my boys all the more sweeter, and the love for the next REAL man I get all the more cherished.
I really am starting to think that hes doing me more good than harm by walking out!!!!!!!!!