My heart breaks when my son wakes up at 330 every night screaming. Because he's having another nightmare, of his mother being attacked by his father. Because he's having separation anxiety because his father keeps walkin in and out of his life. Im happy because when he's awake, he's pure smiles. Always happy, brightening everyone elses day. But, he still isn't back to his old self. It's been almost a month. I just want my baby to be okayy. /: Momma is sorry bubba it'll get better. Im not going no where. Im not even leavin for basic until I know your okayy. And until we've moved away. Far away from here. And from what we've been through, and this past that is killing me, and will one day kill you. I love you bubba. Momma will always be here.!
