Eighteen Years After Walking Away My Ex Mocked Our Son Until The Head Doctor Called Me Mom

dissolved entirely into something smaller and much less interesting: simple regret. He stood when he saw me.

“Bernice,” he said. “Please.”

I looked at him, and I thought about the woman I’d been when I loved him, young and hopeful and completely mistaken about what he was. I thought about the delivery room and the packed suitcases and the divorce proceedings continue reading …