“Come back with a court order,” my ex-wife sneered as she slammed the door. Inside, I could hear my daughter laughing. That sound kept me awake for months as I fought through the legal system.
They thought they’d won when I walked away that day. But giving up the battle at their doorstep meant winning the war in court. The judge restored my rights, seeing through their attempts to alienate me.
Now when I tuck my daughter in at night, she whispers “Don’t go, Daddy.” I smile and remind her I’ll always come back – because this time, the law’s on my side. Some victories take time, but they’re sweeter when you wait.
