I listened tonight to the pain, the heartache,
the devastation of a father not being able to be around his child.
I heard him say he didn’t even feel like a parent anymore.
Like there was a hole missing in his heart.
If he would’ve been given the opportunity that you have to be there,
To be accepted as a father, a supporting parent. He would give anything.
Yet you knowing you’re about to be a father are doubting, although in your heart you feel it. You never accept the responsibility nor feel the unconditional love this child has for you.
I got off the phone and my heart broke as I saw you possibly years from now. Saying the exact same thing as your child and child’s mother are away from you.
I pray it will never get to that point where you can never be apart of your child’s life.
People say grounded for eighteen years. I say blessed beyond measure. Hoped against hope. Prayer answered. Yet you choose to never accept, never feel.