“Get down from there right this second, you headache of a person!”

“But daaaad! I just tried to jump as high as I could. It’s not my fault if I’ve reached the top of this tree”

“Baby, please come down before you are seen!”

“Okay…”

As I see my son jumps down and gently land on the grass, I can’t help but be anxious. Has anyone seen him? Has anyone understood that what they saw was not a mirage, that it was real?

I am scared that my son will be discovered and that like his other dad, he will be taken away from me. I would not be able to function if I were to lose to the same thing the living embodiment of my love.

I hope he will understand why I need to be strict and curb his natural tendencies to test his limits, his abilities.

In a cold world like the one we live in, difference is erased and never will I let my son experience such hardships.

I will, as I promised my heart, always protect him.

Always.