I Left My Son in a Kingdom of Men

I have two sons.

They have never met face to face.

Never tickled, giggled, wrestled on the floor, thrown a ball, or played a prank or peek-a-boo.

They have T-shirts that say “big brother” and “little brother.”

Vue 2bThey know each other’s nicknames and that they have similar eyes. They know that they share the same mom.

And I know that the only way I can wrap my arms around one is to leave the…

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