I was watching a commercial yesterday about one of Oprah’s upcoming shows; it was the children of 9-11; a look back at where they were then and where they are now. It made me sad because as much I complain about the fact that my children’s father plays less than an active role in their lives at least they still have him. Weather it’s once a month or twice a year. It's amazing how much we take for granted, these poor children will never know thier fathers, all they will know is what they were. As sad as that was I had a moment of reflection and I felt angered at how some men can just disregard thier children as if they were garbage.
It is not as though their father was just a man I met one day and got pregnant by he was the man I married and thought I’d spend my life with. So, when did he decide to check out and decide that my children were no longer good enough for him? It makes me wonder, “What makes a man decide that to give up on his children?” They are the innocent ones in all this. The sad part of this is that my ex-husband does not realize or may just doesn’t care about the emotional damage he has caused his youngest son. There was time when the two were inseparable, and now not really even so much as a call on the holidays. I know that I have not been the most perfect parent that I would’ve like to have been to my children but working going to school and trying to maintain a household is hard work when you are the soul provider. I guess that my only hope is that my children wont hold this against me as they get older. I only want the best for them.
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