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My Life changed in the summer of 2004, everything is about to change agian. for the first time in a decade i will have an answer. and i am preparing for either one. but this is a something that has been planned prior to your birth little one, We just took the long way round. I will be prepared for either answer but its time to do it. its time to keep my word. even if its a refusal, I need this moment. I need to be one day able to look my son in the eye and say i tried. 


Whatever I am in this life, her husband, her devil, her enemy, her best freind, her emotional support animal, I am first and foremost you're dad. thats always going to be priority number one. the rules just changed a few years back and maybe there is love agian.


Im always going to try to do what is right by you and your mother.. even when sometimes when dealing with her it is with gritted teeth. She's still your mother and i need to accord her that request.


She needs this, and me in your lives. her actions are speaking louder than words. I need to do this. even if the answer is no.


Two weeks.

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