I was 50 and 5 years sober with $50,000.00 in the bank. Not rich by modern standards, however, the means were there to provide. I wanted a child for selfish reasons, and for my sins, I got one.

Rachel was batshit crazy though through the beauty and desires, I failed to see it. All was revealed by the time I said no, but by then, it was too late.

I saw Rachel’s mother on a video call. She was angry at me for something I asked, and  with her guard down, I understood where Rachel got her personality. She was her mother if her mother was perpetually angry.

Old and angry is a tough road…