Last night before bed as I lay with my sweet baby, little 4 year old, he asked me a question. Quietly, he sat up in bed and said, "mama, what do you want Santa to bring YOU for Christmas?" I about cried, he is such a sweetheart, so caring, and hasnt a clue how our lives are about to change...I thought a moment, then said as I held back the tears, "all i want is for Santa to bring my sweetie pea everthing that HE wants". He decided that wasnt a good answer, and said "No, I mean what do YOU want for a present for Christmas?" So, not wanting to say anything concrete (since I know I will be getting nothing from my wonderful soon to be ex husband), I said "the only thing I want is a great big hug and kiss from YOU!" And he jumped in my arms, wrapped me up in the biggest possible hug, and gave me a kiss. THIS is why I stay strong, HE is why I am getting us the hell out of this situation, and THAT is the sweet, innocent attitude that will be wrecked by his father if we stay in the same house with him...For having the courage for him is what I am thankful for this Christmas.
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