Quick note

He came home after work.   He brought dinner home.  We ate at the table as a family.   I could only sit and watch how happy my kids were.  He can’t fuck this up.  I will not put them through it again.   I told him this.   He said he knew this was his last chance, that he saw their smiles too.   Please, please, please let him be strong and mean his words.  Please.   It will break me if he doesn’t or can’t.

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