I've always wondered how do you go to heaven ... now I'm looking for something that takes me away from here .. I'm tired of asking you to be a father to be at least at times when he needs you ...
A child needs attention, needs to grow with you, he need you to sit with him looking at his books, watching his beautiful drawings, which read out its tasks and rewards him, he needs to hear from you close to hug ... to talk, he needs to play laughing and joking in a manner different from how it does it with me and a child in need of socks, underwear, shoes and clothes you need to understand when things grow and change since they are not more ... I find myself
to ask you where you've been in all these things .. There was never, and still not be ... there was not even on his first day in elementary school!
I know you will be hard when you try to finally be a father and he did not recognize you more ... it is already happening ... and I can not do anything but continue to be a spectator of this and add your stupidity more anger inside of me ... while recognizing that anger is seriously detrimental my health!
How many wonderful things for your child you're lost in your eternal absence ...
"left all is lost!" How true is this saying ...