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So when you asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up everyone tells me I said a mom. 17 years later and I'm faced with something different. I got divorced and became a part time mom. I can't tell you enough how weird that is. It's not right to watch them go with their dad for a few days. It's not right to not know they are or aren't  sleeping soundly, to give them a kiss every morning and every night. I miss them all the time. I miss my family. Not like you think but the dynamic of them everyday. Having to share kids sucks. In every single way.
I made promises that I will keep forever. As long as they are safe. I will sit here without them. And enjoy the days I have them.