With matching clothes, she takes him to the park and plays whatever he wants because it is his 'special day,' I am told. She makes it his special day. She places this little 4 1/2 year old on a pedestal and they love it.
She takes the role as mother when I'm not around. I haven't been around. I watch from afar. I watch her take him by the hand to witness a fire truck. Jack loves fire trucks. I watch them light up. She loves him. He loves her. I love them.
I'll be kneeling down beside them in matching clothes, soon!
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It seems like those times are the hardest for me. When you feel disconnected because you have been completely focused on school. I have to keep reminding myself it's for my family that I'm putting myself through it.
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