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Article: My new son. (Fathers' Voices) (Column)
- Article from:
- The Exceptional Parent
- Article date:
- February 1, 1995
- Author:
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I feel so confused, hurt and utterly sad. The child I thought was mine is gone.
I want to cry. Cry for the child who will never ask, "Why?" "Why do the leaves tum red in autumn?" "Why do I have to go to bed right now?" "Why are you crying, Daddy.?"
Son, what will you be when you grow up? I once thought you might be a zoologist, traveling to exotic places, studying the rare and wonderful animals you've always loved.
When you were less than a year old, sitting motionless, listening to Mommy's choir sing, I dreamt that someday you would be a creator of beautiful music.
My child has been taken from me! But that can't be. He's here with me now. He ...