My two oldest kids just went back to their mothers on Tuesday (my son is 16, almost 17. My daughter is 13...they live in MN, me in MI)). They were here all month long and we had a fantastic time together. Stayed up late playing games, went out together as a family, traveled the state a bit, spent a week up north at our cabin. It was a great time and I was so happy to have them around, in my life personally 24/7, being able to come home from work to them, have dinner with them, talk about their days.
Now they are gone and I'm left in a quiet, empty place and I keep going back and forth between horribly depressed and breaking down, to just angry at the world.My son has a job now, has a g/f, he's almost an adult and I've missed so much time with him. It just reminds me of the father I wanted to be when they were born and the father I had to become due to circumstances. I miss them so much and after 11 years it hasn't gotten any easier, it's got harder probably.
While my son was here we went swimming in Lake Michigan and he went hypodermic. When EMT's arrived his body temp was 83. He looked up at me after passing out multiple times and said he could only see my outline and he asked if he was dying (before EMT's got there). At that time I had no idea what was happening but I told him he was going to be okay and kept it together as best I could. He told me he loved me (and then said to call his gf for him if anything happened lol). It's the scariest thing I've ever been through and it made me realize even more how delicate life is and how the physical distance between us seems even more now because anything can happen at an moment and nothing is guaranteed.
I'm just rambling right now, I'm in a really bad and dark place. I'm naturally a pretty emotional guy when it comes to my kids (I miss them a lot and will cry, I'm not too man to admit it) and I feel like I keep spiraling randomly. I'm glad I have a wife who supportive, I dunno if I'd get through these spells without her.