I often find myself questioning what family means...
To me it is my husband and our kids. It's making sure that our kids know that we will always be here to love and support them. It's watching them grow up and making decisions together to raise them to be the best adults they can be. It's spending quality time together and enjoying every moment of it. It's planning for our futures and preparing for the next steps in life. My family is everything to me.
So I will never understand how a father can pay child support for his children but never make an effort to see them or call them. Or how a father can claim children as his flesh and blood but never send a birthday card or a Christmas gift or be there for sporting events and graduations.
I'll also never understand how a mother can lose custody of her children and not fight with every ounce of her being to get them back and if she can't, decide not to be a part of their lives anyway missing out on all the important milestones in their lives all while blaming someone else for her actions.
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