Anger

He's not really one for sharing, but when he does, I listen.

And when he talks about his mom ditching him for ten years, I hear him, and I understand. That hurts, no matter what he says.

Then, when I see his mother carelessly post on Facebook that nine and a half years ago, she had her sister drop her off with nothing but a duffel bag full of stuff, I get angry-because she seems almost proud.

I don't doubt that she needed to make a change in her life. Drug addiction can do that to a person. But don't forget that you left your sons to do it. Don't forget that you lost alot more than you can ever gain back.

I know your son better than you do, and let me tell you, you ARE missing out. I feel nothing but sorry for you, that you don't know the music he listens to and his favorite foods and the way he draws and reads and thinks.

I'll probably spend the rest of my life trying to assure him that I'm around to stay, thanks to you. But it's a task I look forward to.