In April, my sick wife took our only child, whom I'd raised since birth, and left, starting a custody battle.
In August, she died of cancer.
In September, her family filed for custody of our son, keeping the custody battle going.
I haven't seen my son since the end of April.
Along the way, Love offered me a humble goddess who loved me, and whom I love. I wasn't looking for this, she found me.
And last night she closed the door, for all the reasons I had to keep me from falling in love in the first place...all the reasons I willfully ignored so as to love her with a whole heart.
Forget everything I've written. Ignore all the questions and answers I've posted.
I know nothing. I understand nothing.
I'm just a poor stupid ant trying to find my way in a very big world.
And I find myself, alone with my tears, in a house that was once a home full of love and joy and laughter.
Unloved, and unable to give the love that fills my heart: I've no business being here.
Robert
2006-10-06
03:23:45
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