The Lost Mom


I am a mom who has a child who has lost me. I haven’t lost him, I know exactly where he is. He lives in the house I used to live in at 32xx South 15xx East, just up beside the mountains that cradle Salt Lake City. I used to live there with him and my baby’s mama. Then, as seems to happen all the time, we split. Trouble was that we had a child together. Trouble, for me, is that she is the biological mom. Trouble is that it doesn’t matter what our intentions at the beginning of the relationship were, or how many nights he slept in my arms, or the vomit I cleaned up with he had stomach flue – trouble is that she seems to have a bit of a leg up on me. Her and her lawyer want to consider me a legal stranger. I consider her a legal bully. I haven’t seen my son (now three years old) since June 2008, almost a year now.


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