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They hurt too...

I tried to be there in every way for all my children, but my divorce affected them all differently. My two oldest children; they were not his biologically, he was however the only father they knew the last 17 years of their lives...My daughter, she acted as if he no longer existed, I mean, she would speak if she seen him, but he didn't reach out to her and she didn't reach out to him. My son, who used to want to carry his last name, no longer referred to him as dad...he became Henry. He missed most of his football games his junior and senior year and didn't show up at his college signing day. Those missed moments hurt me as I watched my children hurt, but they were strong...my oldest son said between his biological father and his step father, he knows exactly what kind of father not to be and that he will be a better man because of it...

 But it was different watching my younger two children deal our divorce. They still saw their dad...our youngest we share 50/50 and our 14 year old, she goes occasionally at her choice. I assumed they were okay. I had my son's parent teacher conference on Thursday and they gave me his assignment he had in class. The question was what are some things that make school difficult for you this year? 
His answer broke my heart. She said he wouldn't write anything else and just got real quiet for the rest of the day. Kids deal with things so differently from us sometimes, they carry weights we often don't even realize. 

As his momma, it hurts me to know that he hurts and it's something I can't fix...
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