
“Goodnight, my Special Boy”, I would say…
Every night when I tucked him in after our story;
He was my first born
Always smiling and full of great joy…
…filling my life as a young father with purpose and laughter.

“Goodnight, my Special Boy”, I would say…
Even has he grew older,
And we still worked our way through longer books
And explored adventures together…
…as my life a husband began to grow red and swollen—
Like my wounds.

“Goodnight, my Special Boy”, I would say….
After mommy and I would have our usual evening “disagreement”;
And stories and books failed to be read
In favor of blaming and cursing and new stories of hurt…
…and as my life became one of protecting him and becoming a shield

“Goodnight, my Special Boy”……., I cried.
As impotent tears welled up and fell from my eyes
That night his mommy sent him away…
…he had stood up to her after all; and that wasn’t to be tolerated—
..as I watched him pack a small duffle bag and shuffle off into the night;
Into the world.

“Goodnight, my Special Boy…..” I wept and ached,
As I got his text–
That he was sleeping on a playground slide
In the cold…
And the damp…
And I was too afraid to go and join him.

“Goodnight, my Special Boy”….I sighed and longed
As an angel came and took him in,
To shelter and keep him safe
And to watch over him so that
He would not be left alone
To pay for sins he hadn’t done..
…For his father’s failure to be a father.
Wow. A story that tingles the soul. Bravo!!
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It was so very hard to write. It’s a true story after all.
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I assumed that. Perhaps wrongly I suppose.
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Not wrongly– you were dead on; I’m still saying that Goodnight…hopefully now I can put it to rest
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This is heartbreaking. I am so sorry to hear what you went through.
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I am so very sorry ❤️
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Thank you–I continue to heal every day; but in some ways I never will
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I hardly know what to say to you about your experiences that would help. But I do send my heart felt appreciation for your writing and your bravery in sharing. Much love.
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Writing itself has helped a great deal. I finally decided that enough was enough and to just bare it all out there and deal with it….that was the best decision I’ve ever made
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Good decision and it is also one that I had made when I started my blog. 😁💙💜
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