2/12/22

I have my second youngest for the weekend. Came to work with me today. It’s hard with the younger ones not to get sentimental again of all I have lost and to a point they have lost too. All I ever want for them and me, was to grow up in a family like I had. I know that they all rolled with the punches that their Mom and I have thrown at them, I’m the only one still living in the past.

I am keeping the brave face on for them, but dying inside.