Googleplex

I know its late.  But I am up.  Thinking.  This is what I do.  I think about my children.  I wonder how they are.

When I left I took very little with me.  As time fades so do my memories.

But I do have a few videos that remind me of what life used to be like when I was happy.  When I had a family.  When I belonged to something and life actually meant something.

His Older brother taught him the definition of "Google"  These are some of the last memories I have of my kids.  I replay them often as I sit at home alone at night feeling numb.

Its a cruel cruel person who takes a mans kids away from him.