In a few days I will step on a plane and, at the other end, break two hearts wide open - and my Dad and stepmom have no idea that this is coming.
How do I tell my Dad about his grandson being in jail, for now, and later, prison? How do I tell him what my son has done to wind up there when I haven't been able to wrap my own brain around it?
I will stand by my son, regardless of what he's done, because, well, he's my son, and I love him. I. Love. My. Son.
I don't care what people think about my choice to be there for my him, to make sure he gets the help he needs, to love him through the darkness.
My dad, on the other hand...only God knows...
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