The forgotten casualty...

I found this traffic cone hiding behind a tree, the other two cones were quite a distance away but weren't exactly looking like they were on speaking terms. This mirrors something that is happening to my nephew... it's his birthday today, one year old and witnessing his family falling apart.

I refuse to point fingers or lay blame, as I feel that it is neither my place or even the right thing to do. Yet I see his eyes trying to make sense why he is with his daddy and that mammy isn't around any more.

The traffic cone is in a similar situation, a forgotten casualty....