Mark's parents called late last night to tell us that they just can't take the boys. It's been a very emotional night with little sleep. Mark is just furious because he asks for nothing from his folks and when he finally does reach out, he's smacked down. He feels like he's just alone in the world in spite of my constant reassuring him that he's never alone since he has me and my love for the rest of my life. It breaks my heart to see him suffering like this!
I'm off to pack a little more, work on some paperwork and hopefully just maybe get a couple of stitches in before I dissolve into tears again.
Happy 4th to everyone!
A Little Stitchin'
2 hours ago