He wanted to move to the other side of the world again. Some of you may remember he moved away a year after he and I split up and was gone for ten months, leaving me as a single parent to an angry little boy. It was during that time I met Tony. Continue reading →
For the prior year, Sunday has been the day that my son switches houses.
Last night, whilst going over our plans for today (Sunday) with my son, he said
“and after that, I go to Daddy’s, right?”
and I had to explain that Daddy is away and he will only be coming home every few weekends.
I could feel the sadness radiating off him, yet, just like his father, he didn’t want to talk about it. I didn’t press it.
So…it’s a beautiful day here today, and I’m taking my son to a place filled with trees and parkland, surrounded by water, with an amazing amusement park for children. We will ride the rides and play games and lay on the grass. We will be joined by a close friend and her two girls later in the day.
And I’m hoping that my son forgets his sadness, if just for a few hours.