I spent a month trying to rebuild my life, concentrating on my new job making my home comfortable. But, spent every night home alone crying myself to sleep because I missed the children. I prayed every night for a miracle, my wife wouldn’t let me see the children every day after work because it was mess up their routine and they had to get used to me not being around.
Eventually,with the help of social workers and school my wife came round to letting me have the children Friday night until Saturday evening. We had so much fun all together and spent the evening and all Saturday squeezing as much fun and games as we could in.
As the a couple of weeks passed I had the children more evenings after work, they stayed over and I got them and myself ready . I dropped them at their mothers in…
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