I Flew Fourteen Hours To My Son’s Wedding Until His Bride Told Me I Never Mattered

them every Sunday.

In February I flew to Portland on a one-way ticket. Renee labored for nine hours. The baby was eight pounds and three ounces. They named him Theo.

I held him in the hospital room for forty minutes and did not put him down. Femi eventually had to take him from me so the baby could eat. I would like to publicly apologize to Femi for continue reading …