How terrible must that be for him?
How terrible must that be for him?
Even the right decisions can feel wrong in the moments after you make them.
Ten years later, we’re not doomed at all. In fact, we’re great.
There are no lined-up shoes, objects spun on the floor, or persistent questions.
Never fear learning who your child is.
Am I doing it for him and his needs or am I doing it for me and my wants?
All I needed to do was be there for him.
Wherever you go, there you are. I can’t wait to get there.
Don’t pity me for my child. I don’t want it and I won’t have it.
I want the world to know. It’s the whole reason I write.
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