What would it take…
What would it take to give up on your child?
Not just give up on them, but to give them…
Give them to a stranger. Give them to a stranger to take care of.
What do you have to forget for this to be possible?
You don’t fucking remember mom and dad!?
Do you not remember that moment? The moment the nurse wrapped me in a warm blanket and gently handed your second child into your arms for the first time.
Mom how did you forget? Mom, where did you go…
Dad how did you forget? Dad, where did you go…
(For the reader) this isn’t going where you probably think, although sometimes I wish it did. I often wish they just did it then and there. Gave up on me then and there, in that moment.
It’s harder for me to think they gave me to someone else not a year later, or two years, but 15 years later.
15 fucking years…why?
Do you not remember?
Do you not remember the moment you brought me into this world? Was there other moments where you felt this much love in your life? Did this not completely shift your life in this very second?
How many promises did you make in this moment, how many promises to me, to God, to your husband/wife that there would never be anything on gods green earth that you would let happen to your beautiful new baby, your beautiful growing family.
So I’m asking you, what does it take? What does it take to go from this, to…
Watching as two strangers you have never met come into your home and remove your child from your home 15 years later?
TakenBak 
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