You are my son. A son I have neglected for too long, a fact that now haunts my every waking moment. My apologies are hollow, but my resolve to understand, to protect, is not. I am here now, however inadequately, because I finally see.
You are my son. A son I have neglected for too long, a fact that now haunts my every waking moment. My apologies are hollow, but my resolve to understand, to protect, is not. I am here now, however inadequately, because I finally see.