Scared and hopeless.

Sleepless nights of constant thought.

How can I approach this.

Who would have thought that one day it would be my magnum opus.

Missed appointments and avoided sonograms.

Reality hit like a swat teams battering ram.

Excessive use of unprescribed Clonazepam.

You entered on the cusp of winter.

How could something so small take up so much space in my heart.

Ten years and I still don’t understand.

And although unplanned.

When I’m gone and moved on just remember to look up and I’ll be there to grab your hand.

Love you always,

From your father to my little man.