It has been 50 days today that I have been without my son.
50 days ago, I was in bed sobbing, I had left my baby at the hospital the day before.
50 days ago, I was trying to decide what to do. Do I go back to the hospital and hold him again?
50 days ago, I was fighting the logical side and the emotional side of myself.
50 days ago, I wished I could go back to the day before.
Today, I'm out of bed, I'm still trying to decide what to do. Do I move forward or crawl in bed?
Today, I am fighting the emotional side of me there is no logic!
Today I wish I could go back 51 days.