I was consumed by my fear today. It was the first time I have seen my kid express any negative emotion since his dad’s death. His discouragement penetrated my own weakened defenses and I crumbled. Coming face-to-face with the reality that I am not a dad and never will be, made my world shake and fall.
Much to my dismay and, as is so often the case, instead of feeling the intensity, I covered it up with anger. My words were harsh and unkind and I ask all of you to accept my apology.
In my misguided cry for help, I did have a champion. He didn’t give me any of the words I deserved, but instead he simply told me that today would be okay.
It’s exactly what I needed to hear to move past my upending fear and believe; believe in the possibility that today could be okay and my family and me along with it.
Anne
March 6, 2021
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