I imagine him sitting there looking out the window at the top of the cell the only blue sky he can see in that window. Concrete walls surround him. I imagine him realizing how he fucked up his life. I imagine him thinking of me, missing his mom. He has lost his family, his friends and his freedom. He is my son and I will always love him but his sin has forever changed our relationship.
keeping it personal
Father’s Day when the abandoned stay off facebook
Mother’s Day when those who’ve lost a child avoid facebook
Valentines when the broken hearted and lonely stay away.
We take for granted what we have, and give no thought of others.
I am so thankful I still have my Dad and that he’s never abandoned me, but today instead if plastering this on FB I think I will just tell him personally.
I know children who have lost their dads to various things this past year (death, abandonment, etc) the last thing they need or want to see is ANOTHER post about someone else’s Father.
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