Dear Baby Boy,

Today is one month until your 19th birthday. What am I doing? Seems as if I am living in the twilight zone. 7 months ago; I had your baby brothers. Yes, that was plural. Twins.......I often stare at them, and wonder which one favors you.........Looking around it seems I should get on that runaway train, and never look back....Who could blame me for wanting to run away???? The sad thing: I have grown accustom to seeing your father........The pain is still there when I realize he has no remorse; or maybe I should say shows no signs of remorse............