I never expected to be a single father at just 24. Anna, Harrison’s mom, was full of dreams and uncertainty about motherhood. When Harrison was born, she tried her best, but by his first birthday, she left for Europe. That left me to raise him alone, learning everything on the fly.
Anna’s parents, Diane and Thomas, became part of our lives and helped with Harrison. I trusted them completely until one day I overheard Harrison say he would never forgive me. He told me his grandma lied, blaming me for making Anna leave. That shattered me deeply and made me question everything.
After years of silence, I reached out to Anna, who wanted to reconnect with Harrison. I told my son the truth: Anna left because she needed to find herself, not because I pushed her away. Harrison met her but still looked back at me for comfort. Slowly, he began to understand where the real love was.
That night, I finally found peace and rest. Harrison realized his grandma’s lies had confused him, but he knew I had always been there for him. I wasn’t perfect, but I never gave up on being his dad. And in the end, that’s what mattered most.