Choosing

This is my boy.  He is the world to me.  Don't ever ask me to choose between him and anything else because the "anything else" will lose.  Every time.

  I understand the tension between the conflicting demands on my life.  It happens every other weekend when I leave my home with Jed in tow, knowing that he's stressed out.  But I try to make the best of the situation because I love "two" very much.  It's not easy.  

  On the other hand, when I feel like there's no room for me in someone's life it's really, really, really easy to walk away.  I won't compete.  Period.