My grandson Gauge has been a daily part of my life and I have been a daily part of his life for over a year and a half now. Since my son and his mother broke up and she’s been working he’s been living with us, and she would see him about 3 or 4 hours a week.
The other day she came and picked him up, told me they were going to go visit his other grandfather. What she did instead was to sneak out of town and move back to california.
I didn’t get to say goodbye to him, or give him hugs. He’s going to think I’ve abandoned him. I love him so much and we have a special bond.
I now understand how people can die, or want to die from a broken heart.
I don’t know where she is. She won’t answer her phone. I can’t remember when some one has hurt me so much. BIG HUGS, Steph