The Bridge

It was heartbreaking my son JC was diagnosed with an illness. He was a tall boy and he was good at football. He would love playing with his siblings. He was a good son but he just did not always have the right friends at time. But he did not deserve a mental illness that took a toll on the family. Everybody was worried about him especially when he had a mental illness. He was a family issue. He was a sibling issue. He was our issue. And I tried to get his father to be more in his life. Sometimes my husband would be in his life and sometimes he did not have the time. I tried to comfort him but it was not good enough. He wanted and needed his father. He looked up to his father and he wanted to become just like him. JC was a good kid and he never tried to do something wrong. He was a giant among his friends standing at 6 feet and six inches. And he was also fast and smart and talented at sports. But it happened his father said something to him and JC ranaway from home with some friends. And I remember searching all night and day, asking neighbors, and asking family and friends. I was hurt and hurt badly. And I felt that his father could have done more. I did blame his father because I felt that if he was a little bit more compassionate instead of ignoring his son then his son would have never thought to runaway. But it was no use. I begin to cry and pray. I begin to hope and have faith after talking to God. And I had to forgive his father for what he said to our son to make him runaway. And I went by our old high school and there JC was lying on the ground. So I shouted for joy and had tears of joy but JC was hurt. I called his father from off of work and told him to come and said that I called the ambulance. I told him to hurry as he was apologizing and worried. And I held my son in my arms to the best of my ability as he was a huge boy, a giant son. And I tried to tell him it was okay and that I love him. And I tried to sing a song that I sung when he was a toddler and baby. And I begin to sing to comfort him and I prayed to God to save my son. And I kissed my son on the forehead. And he finally woke up saying slowly Mom Mom Mom. I am sorry. My friends tried to take me somewhere but I did not want to go. They weren't friends with me. They were using me. They were just a group of bad friends and they wanted my money and that's when I walk away and they beat me up. And the ambulance begin to put him out on the stretcher and wrap his head. And I told them to be gentle and that's my son and I want to go with him. And his father came with the police. His father hugged me and said he would follow. I rode with my son in the ambulance and I was holding his hand as the first responder was getting his vitals. And about an hour we got to the local hospital. They found that JC was alright and that he had a few broken bones but he was mostly safe physically. And the nurse asked if he had pre-existing conditions. And I asked her what she mean? She gave examples and I said yes. I am sorry but this is so overwhelming for me and my son. I am just glad he is safe. And she said Madame his mental illness may have progressed but he can still live long and get better. And I said Can I just have a minute? I need to refresh my mind. I just need to know my son is okay. And the nurse said he is. And as soon as I left, his father came in the hospital and he was asking me questions but I told him that I was not feeling well and I had to go get ready for the day and that I will be back. And to keep watch over our son. And his father called me and he stood at the hospital for hours and hours. I would call at work to check in on him and promising JC to cook his favorite meals. And eventually his father kept coming for the family for days. The doctors kept him in the hospital because they wanted to make sure he was safe. I was worried about telling the rest of the family about his conditions because I did not want them to react. And I wanted my husband to apologize and connect with his son while I figure out about the family. Then I eventually came back to myself and came to the hospital unexpectedly and caught his father flirting with the nurse. And I don't know if she kissed him or he kissed her, and I flipped. I said Hey Mister. You think you are some hero. You think you are so great. Can't keep your eye on your son for a minute? Busy getting it on with the nurse. And he said I'm sorry I'm sorry Babe I'm sorry. And I walked the other way and found my son's room. And he was up and alert and I said Baby are you feeling better? Momma's here. I just was happy you came back and I wanted your father to watch over you but he has his mind on other things. JC said Dad did take care of me but Mom I would rather have you. And I hugged my son while he was laying in the bed. And his father came in and said we should talk. I have to talk to your mother. And I finally and eventually agreed, I told him to keep his voice down and that our son doesn't need to hear this. And his father said I watched him. I cared for him and you just left. I said you wanna argue about this. I found him. And I was not feeling well. And our son's illness may progress. Who found him? Who cried night and day over him. And you are playing with some fluesy. You are acting like some big man. And he tried to give me flowers. And I took them and said James you are gonna wish you never talk to me that way. I am divorcing you. I don't have to take that. The kids are coming with me. And I am coming after the house and you are gonna pay. And I walked in and said Son Momma have to go. And his father walked away. After my son came home and was feeling well, I kicked his father out of the house by court order, filed for a separation and testified about how I did way more than my husband. And my husband was confident then he held his head down when he lost the divorce. And I said I told you I would get everything, the family, and the marriage. But I won't take everything from you, you still are the father of our kids and I was the bridge and you kept troubling this marriage too long. And I had to take a stand. Bye James but it is not forever just now until you learned to see me for me.