The Longing

I tried to call the kids last night but I didn't get a phone call in return.  What are my kids thinking, are they thinking I have rejected them?

I want to hold them in my arms and kiss them goodnight.  I want to see their smiling faces when they have accomplished something at school, I want to hold them and tend to them when their ill and kiss them and tell them mommy loves them and they will feel better.

Martin has stolen their childhood from me,  which is irreplaceable.  I will never get these magical years back.