Recently, Huffington Post had a great little picture montage honouring fathers. Number 19 is the best one to me but they are all good. Juxtapose with this story about a father whose girlfriend aborted their baby. He describes how he felt during the process. Sad.
Wounds do heal over time – even deep ones – but scars remain. Eight years later, I find myself incredibly blessed with a beautiful, bright and loving wife, a 19-month-old son and a daughter due in January. At times, I can’t help but look into my son’s deep grey-blue eyes and wonder what his older brother or sister might have been like.
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