Sean at the window

I remember the day that Bill left, I remember it with clarity, and I wish that I could do it again...so many things I would change, I would let my kids be together to have each others support. I have no idea what I was thinking when I allowed that to happen, I was in such a daze that I made a terrible mistake. I know that each of my boys made a long and lonely walk up to the house and a longer and lonlier walk back to the Moorings...I want to hold those hands and wrap up their hearts...I am so sorry boys.

After that drama, we returned to the house and Bill loaded up his clothes in grocery bags, and loaded them in the back of his Dodge Colt. He was on his last load, the kids were in the living room watching TV and I went to check on them, and Sean was not with them. I went looking for him worried he was upset.

I found him standing on his bed looking out the window, as I approached I saw that he was watching his Dad load the bags in the back of the car, I stood and watched him, his head craddled in his hands with his elbows up on the window sill...when his daddy finished loading the car and slammed the back hatch on the car down, got in and drove off into the night, he turned to me, with his eyes glistening and said...I guess he did't love us enough, Mom....and he headed to the door, I tried to say something that would comfort him, grabbed him and hug him, but he was done talking to me, he ran down the hall to be with his brothers and sister...

That was it for Sean, he accepted and moved on. He was a great example to me that day, and continues to be a great example to me everyday on acceptance and forgiveness...