"Dada, I'm afraid. It's too dark and I can't see anything." Eugene held Uly's hand.

I want to cry because I feel sorry for him but I don't want my son to feel discouraged. As his mommy, I should be the one to encourage him.

"You don't need to be afraid baby, dada and mommy will never leave. We're here for you." Eugene comforted Ulysses while holding my son's hand.

"Dada, can't I see any more? I can't play with Prime anymore? Can't I color books dada? I want to play basketball again." I wanted to cry but I don't want my son to hear me.

"No baby," Eugene replied...