And yet my heart breaks. I tell myself I won’t wait. The beauty wanes, the world rolls on, and yet I wait. My heart breaks and aches. I wait for the father that should be there. I wait for the husband that should be. And my heart breaks. Where are you? Where is the man that should be in the empty shell of hatred and self-centeredness. I wish you could be more. I wish you could see all that you are missing, and causing us to miss. Your family waits…but for how long? The love that should be, of life, the day, your family, this moment is gone. And yet I wait, but not for long. How long must I make us suffer while you choose not to partake in such a beautiful world around you.
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