As my daughter, 8 yr old, is laying in bed. I'm thankful to have her back, but i still sit here hurting reflecting on why i lost her to begin with. I was drunk and neglecting her. I should be elated to have her back for a weekend, and I am, but i sot here sad because we're in this spot in the first place. I have to keep pushing for her, my son, and for me. I never want to feel this way, or have her staying with someone else. Even though the person who took her while i got myself together is amazing for her. I need her and she needs me. This is my best motivator. Mornings i sit sad about what i did. At least i can watch her sleep peacefully knowing Dad is waiting for her to wake up for waffles.
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