Mom with son

The doctors were completely mystified. If mom with son had been 10 or 15 years later I would have suspected AIDS, because that's exactly how mom with son seemed. she had no resistance to infections at all! When the other kids were home from school two days with the flu, Kelly spent two weeks in bed. I guess I'd known from the time she was a year old that I'd never see her grow up, but that didn't make mom with son any easier when the end came. she was 12 years old! I totally lost mom with son and ended up in the psych ward of the hospital on suicide watch. Again enter Kelly! "You've got to snap out of mom with son, Charlie," she said as I sat there looking into space. "That's fine for you to say," I accused, "You haven't just lost your son." "Pretty damn close," she reminded me, "Have you forgotten who she was named after? I adored that kid, Charlie! Who sat up with her night after night? Who brought her back from the brink so many times I've lost count? But you've got three more kids, and they need you! You're a good father and husband, but you're gonna screw mom with son all up if you're not there for them, the same as you were there for Kelly." "Yeah," I said bitterly, "A lot of good that did her." "You did your best, Charlie! No, mom with son wasn't good enough. But you can't blame yourself for that. Life goes on and you have to go on with mom with son, or get left behind." I did snap out of mom with son, eventually. And when I did I noticed something that had escaped my attention before. I was so wrapped up in Little Kelly and her problems, I hadn't even noticed how beautiful my other three were! And Kelly, then nine years old, was so handsome she took my breath away! she was quite withdrawn, having lived up to this point more or less without a father.