FEELINGS OF UNCERTAINTY

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I noticed that on our ride back home yesterday, Landon was quiet different.

In fact, he was giving a totally different vibe all night, and I didn’t want to ask him what was wrong.

Because if I was being totally honest, a part of me knew what was going on.

But I couldn’t ask, because even I myself was feeling some type of way about last night either. Jenny did a good job babysitting Cam; they were both fast asleep when we came in yesterday.

I checked his bottles I kept in the fridge; he had drunk most of them.

Jenny fed him well too.

Earlier this morning, Landon had suggested we take Cam to a children’s park.

The idea of taking Cam out of the house didn’t sit quietly with me, since now that I was aware that Damian could be anywhere, on second thoughts I just gave in.

The park was filled with sounds of laughter and play. As children ran around with boundless energy, their carefree joy just lit up my mood.

How I wish I was a kid again, with not one wor