After Six Years of Separation from My Husband, My Children and I Told Him That Our Father Was at Sea.

Day 37 I knew he would never come back. During those three years, it was never the virus that killed me. But to survive. The company went bankrupt and creditors came calling. The days and nights spent alone with a child. My friend is a cold chat window, it is always there, accepting and tolerating all my breakdowns. My hope is for children, and when she sang "You are my best daddy, give me a home" that day, she didn't cry again. I finally caught the light. Intention: If there is hope, we can see the light of day