widowat39's Journal

Jacob is my hero.  I wish I could be more like him.  My beautiful nine year old son, had not visited his dads grave since the internment, 14 months ago.  He has been so afraid of even thinking about his dad's grave.

  He was at a nearby park yesterday with his babysitter and her mother.  He decided he wanted to go and they took him.  wow. wow. wow.  how brave is he to face his fears.  I am so proud of him.  He has more guts than many adults I know.  I often worry if I am doing a good enough job, if all the pain his father has caused will warp him in some way, I worry if he will grow  up to be a good person or a troubled person.  I think I dont need to worry quite so much.