Far as my DB days goes, today is a good one. One that gave me hope, that kept me sane and kept me strong and going.
Husband came in to see son, soon as he walked in the door, we said hi to each other, and he gave me a big hug.
I then said to him "I must say, you are a really good father. most man in the situation like ours, won't come in everyday to see their kid" He said, "he's my son". I can tell he was happy that i complimented him. Then he went on and tell me about his work, actually pay far less attention to son than to me. We chat about causal stuff, and we laughed a lot. I can see there is something in him that he misses the "us". And I miss it so much also.
He actually stayed much longer than he usually did. My friend came to our house to meet me for dinner. we left before he did.
Everyday, I pray to god for a miracle, that we will be together again. Not necessary over night, but a bit by bit. Today, I think God did grant me one. Thank you God. You gave me so much hope.
