How could you understand that life was going to be "different than we expected ", challenging, and difficult and then walk away? Which meant I had to pick up the pieces all by myself at age 17.
How do you live as if he does not exist?
He's beautiful and perfect in every way.
How could you not want to see his smile?
Do you ever wonder how hard it is on my body to lift his 95 pound body day in and day out?
Do you wonder if the journey alone ever takes an emotional toll on me?
Have you ever considered putting your own selfishness and pride aside to consider what a beautiful little boy you're missing out on?
I guess on the days I am reminded that I am parenting alone, there's tons of silly question that surface.
And although from time to time I still feel I have questions for David's father, I don't question God at all. We have an incredible life and for all the support we don't have God has given us sevenfold in other areas! So although I have raised David alone I know I was never really alone, David just didn't have his biological father