While I was working I missed out in a lot of things: birthdays, funerals, family gatherings, lots of very social things. These were things that I never cared about, most likely never attending even if I had that day off. I just didn’t like interacting with others.
However, there was one event that I missed, and I still hate myself for missing it.
“Rebecca, look! Junior’s walking!”
My husband kept saying those words in the video of our son struggling to walk across the carpet. I couldn’t help but cry, not because I was happy, but because I wasn’t there.
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