I miss Two :(

I have been thinking about my ex's son more and more lately. I miss him a lot. I grew to love him as much as my ex did. I saw him grow up from the cutest chubbiest baby to a respectful young man. (He's not that old but he had to grow up quickly so I call him young man.) I remember when we went to get him for the weekend and he didn't want to go back home. I loved spending time with him, rollerskating, shopping, and Christmas's were the best.

I know I will probably never see him again. Who knows, I might see him around in the Ville. It's not such a big place. If he sees me and recognizes me, I'd be excited. I no longer have a volatile relationship with his mother so I don't think she'd mind if I said hi. I'll keep an eye out for him on the high school football team and will be rooting for him. For seven years he was a part of my life so it's as impossible to put him aside as it is my ex.

I hope he's doing well. He's loving little boy who I will never forget. My favorite picture is still one of him grinning with a chubby face leaning on the edge of the bed. People always thought I was his mom when we were out and after a while we stopped correcting them. Ahhhh good memories to hold onto.