The letters that changed everything

Its been a while since ive blogged about our lives. Its really been pretty hectic and stressful.
On December 24 I was on my way home from work. I was so excited to get home from a long day at work and celebrate Christmas Eve with my family. I was so excited because I knew Nixxon was going to be so fun this year. As I pulled into the driveway I had an overwhelming feeling to check my mailbox. Which was weird because my family would have already got it by that time of the day. When I opened it there was 3 envelopes in their. I got so excited about it. I had thought it was letters from the missionaries that had been visiting our house.  One small envelope was to us girls of the house and one was to my parents and one was specifically to me. I recognised the hand writting when I looked at it I had a bad feeling that it wasnt what I had hoped. I skipped right to the bottom to see who had signed it. My heart dropped as low as it could go when I seen that it was signed by Nixxons father. I ran into my house as fast as I could screaming for my parents. I searched the top floor of my house looking for anyone. I finally went down stairs and my parents met me at the door and said something about needing to tell me something. I threw the letters at the floor and said "he is home", as I was fighting back tears. This is what I have been afraid of all along.
My parents then told me they had seen Nixxons dad drive past our house earlier that day. But they had no idea about the letters.  They were waiting for me to come home so they could tell me.
We read through the letters. They had said that he was now home and was sorry for what he had done for the last three years and wanted to be involved if I would let him and pretty much that kind of stuff. I called up my friend Kenzie and bawled to her. I didnt know what else to do but I needed to talk to a friend so of course I went to her. While I had been talking to her my parents called my grandma and my grandma hurried right up to make sure we were all okay and just to do what grandmas do.
After an hour or two of me freaking out my parents decided it was time to forget about that and enjoy Christmas and the rest of the holidays.  I wanted to forget about it but thats all I could think about.
I tried my best to not let it get to me and to be as happy as I could for Nixxon.
It was actually a pretty good Christmas.  Nixxon was spoiled by santa, me and of course Grandma and Grandpa. We made sure to spend lots of good quality time together and we did lots and lots of praying together. 
We planned on getting ahold of our lawyer as soon as we could, to talk about our options and what we should do, but we could not get a hold of him for a few days because of the holidays. I was on edge the whole time waiting.  But I was also able to enjoy Nixxon so much more because I realized that our life could change dramatically in the near future.