There’s no better feeling than your kid running to you after a bad dream. Only because they have genuine faith in you to protect them from whatever they fear. Grayson came crying to me a few minutes ago because of a nightmare, and after a minute of reassurance, he fell fast asleep in my arms. These moments mean EVERYTHING to me. For years I thought suicide was the only answer. Ending my life was surely the only way to easy all the pain I had endured all my life. Now as I hold my three year old, I genuinely feel purpose. I was put here to protect his and his brothers innocence from the evils I know exist, not only of their nightmares, but of the real world. Thank you God for giving me purpose. I will do everything I can to cherish these moments.