There's no hope left for me to keep this up. My wife left me with one when she passed away giving birth to my son. She was the only hope I had in this world, and now that she is gone… I hate living without her in my life. I beg and plead every night for her to come back, but now I see that can never happen. There's no hope left in this family to keep us moving and held together. yet one faithful night got my feelings right again. I never wanted it to happen, but it was all my fault. I'm such a terrible father. Yet why must such a heavy price be payed to make a worthless father happy?