This is Family

This is me at two days old,
My young dad holding me
My brother curious of me.
A perfect little family,
my mom behind the camera.

Not yet knowing betrayal
Two years later,
Perfection turning into
Imperfection

My mom naïve
my dad three years younger
Two different minds
One responsibility
The other too scared to
commit

Mistakes were made,
trust was broken
Things would never be
the same

Eighteen years later,
A half sister, a stepmom,
a dad three and a half hours
away
a brother filled with hatred
for his father,
a mother still single.

The man in the picture
finally grew up.
Now trying to split time
between two families.
Trying to mesh them
together.
Knowing he was the reason
for two traumatized children.

This is the family
I should have had.