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I guess I lucked out. My ex walked out of the house when my son was almost two. (It was a Thursday.) Said that he would be back the next day to pick up the babe so he could spend the weekend with him.
My son just turned 16 in December.
One of the most heart wrenching things, as a mother, is to walk out of the kitchen and see your child sitting on the porch step, waiting on a father, which you know will never come.
I may not understand it, but I have lived it.
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