I have shared custody with my sons. On the days they are not with me I don't think there is a five minute period that I don't think about them. So on days that I have to drop them off I go through a steep decline in ...... I don't know heven how to put it, but I get depressed.
I am and have always been a true family man. I can't put into words what it has meant for me to become a father. It is as thuogh I have ....... reached the zenith of accomplishments by being a father. I feel so incredibly fortunate that I have the opportunity to be a part raising to little men.
I just get so sad though when they are not with me. I feel robbed. There is this thought that goes through my head from time to time, though it has decreased over time. The thought is, how in the hell could this women that I was so proud to call my wife and to create these little men live with herself. Does she go through this same depression when she is not with them, like I do? I don't see how she could, this was her choice. She must have known on some level that she would be giving up some percentage of her time with her sons for the rest of their lives. How can a person do that?
I do my best, but I have not been able to come to terms with not being able to do the little things you do with you children on a daily basis. Like brushing their teeth, getting them ready for their day, reading them a story at night before bed. Just those little moments mean everything.
