So I visited the emergency room Christmas Day Eve......and man did that affect my Bethanie.
My folks watched the girls for me while I went. When I got back, Bethanie was still crying. After comforting her we headed home.
The next day I called to talk to my mother and she made me aware of what had happened while I was gone. She continued to tell me that Bethanie was so worried that I wasn't coming home.....she keep telling my mom:"I need my mom....she is so important to me. Grandma I need my mom!" She continued to tell her I was fine and that I would be home soon.
That day I realized the she has been through soooo much and too much for an eight year old little girl. I feel so bad for putting her through this, but I did it for her. To show her the correct way for a man to treat her. I hope someday she will understand.
