1, 2, 3, Push! Danny focus!

The baby's coming.

Harder! Push harder!

Our baby is being born.

6lbs, 2 ounces, 17 inches.

He has your eyes,

He looks just like you:

Big smile
bright green eyes
and head full of dark brown hair

The pain is unbearable

I can do this

9 months, 27 days, 16 hours....

I can do this

2 years, 1 month leads to an hour twice a week with you next to me.

I can do this

I named him Jacob....

My mama's happy that you're not here.

Your leaving, walking away, stepping out was her 'I told you so.'

She doesn't understand

No one understands

You're supposed to be here
--->Divorce your wife
I thought that you loved me
--->Words cannot express my feelings for you
I still have hope, that you're coming back.

Every time that I look at him I see you.

9th grade English:

You were my teacher
My mentor
My best friend

Now I am 16, alone, just this baby and me.