Keptquisling’s Weblog

How old is your baby? Isn’t having a kid great? All of my concerns took a backseat to the welfare of my little human being when I helped bring him into the world. Everything else just suddenly seemed trivial, and that I would give up anything in the world to protect him. It’s almost an unexplainable sensation that no one who’s never had a child could ever understand.

I know I haven’t been a friend to you. I tried once, but I couldn’t even look at you straight. I can’t imagine anyone in their right minds ever wanting to leave you, so I would guess that the decision to separate from your husband was yours to make, and that you’re now waiting for something from him to make it official. I was always of the opinion that you were perfect, as pretty as you were smart, if I ever asked for a girlfriend back in high school, it would just be you. But I was going through a lot back then, and I wasn’t exactly nice.

I guess what I’m trying to say is, that if this really is your choice, don’t do it. Not that I have any right to tell you what to do, but I’d think it would be a very terrible thing for a kid to go through, and that I can’t ever imagine subjecting my baby to something similar. But I guess my opinions should be of little merit, as I am more or less just stranger to you, so just consider this just a little rant. I’m rather used to talking to myself anyway.