Its that look I get when someone asks me if Brooklyn is my first born/only child and I answer with the honest truth. A deer in headlights look, like I just caught them doing something wrong, a look of pity. I can see a look of total desperation in peoples eyes as they search for something to say. Pity isnt what I want. The truth is Brooklyn is not my first born. David is. He was my first born he was here, he mattered. Brooklyn is my second child. And saying any different would be complete denial and betrayal of my son. So I wont do it to ease someone else. What I want is not pity. What I want is to be able to speak my sons name and for people to not flinch. Be prepared for any answer when answering someone you dont know a personal question!
Posted on: Mon, 18 Nov 2013 19:26:27 +0000