Today, I witnessed a magical moment. For the very first time, my little boy couldn't and wouldn't want to let go of his daddy's arms when it was time to say goodbye. He even cried while repeatedly grumbling the word "Dada".
Today, this moment amazed me and made me happy because inspite all the crazy things that had happened, my son can,and will still be given a chance to look up to his father. On the other hand, this will bring worry to me in the coming days. Because he cannot have a regular father. My little boy has to get used to saying goodbye, and letting go. I have to, too.
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