May 11, 2010 16:33
Today, I watched one of my closest friends get torn apart. She went through a divorce, and her husband got out of the military. The judge awarded custody to the father because he was stable due to the fact that he was not in the military. This is a pretty common occurrence in the armed services, but I had never experienced it first hand. Today, she gave up custody of her child and watched him leave for South Carolina.
I held her as she cried and shook violently sobbing "I want my baby back. He took my baby." It was the most heart-wrenching thing I've ever seen. It honestly made me not want to have children because I could NEVER experience that kind of pain. Or, is it that kind of love?