It's alright... Recently, I've come to something of a realization. The tragedy that is my past, while it will never go away and will never lessen, should not define how I exist in the here and now. My son grew up and became a beloved poet... -Under a pen name, but eh, who's keeping score here?- I can be proud of that, even if I didn't get to watch him become a man. I'm not going to waste time mourning what could have been.