So, I’m standing there, when this woman in panic runs up to me, shoves a four-year-old girl into my arms, and goes, “Take the child, just for a second! I’ll be right back!” And before I can even say anything, she’s GONE.
As Paul and I shopped for Thanksgiving Eve, all I could think of was what my life with him would be like. We were together for a couple of years and thought about living together but he always avoided the conversation of staring a family and welcoming a child. It was as though he didn’t want to be a father, and being a mom was all I ever longed for. However, I always convinced myself that he probably needed more time and eventually he would be ready for the next chapter.