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We had a good day yesterday celebrating Kelsey's Birthday. She worked until 4 and her boyfriend and I did a quick cleaning job in her room as we decorated it. It turned out cute even though the streamers that Sam bought had little elephants, giraffes and ducks on it - pretty sure it was made for a baby shower, but he tried.                                                                               I made her dinner and we had birthday cake from Baskin Robbins. We were all together for cake except for Makenna and Michael - he had to work and Makenna went home after a week of spending the night with me. But at 11:45pm there was a knock at the door - it was Michael with a card in his hand and a big smile on his face asking if  Kelsey was awake. He made a great ending to a b...

I've shared with you that I have a friend that has a son that's an addict like my son. We were just talking on Friday about our sons - I was telling her how thankful I was that mine is working and seems to be on the right track. Her son recently detoxed and is seeking employment - seems to be clean. The same day I had another friend that inboxed me on facebook saying that it looked like my son was doing good and how happy she was for him. I told her I keep praying he continues to go in the right direction - after both of those conversations I've been waking up in the middle of the night with him on my mind  Sunday he came over to drop off a lawn mower and he hung out for a couple of hours. His eyes looked like he's doing something or like he hadn't slept, but with him no sleep typically means drug usage. Since he isn't living with me anymore and I only see him for a few minutes if he drops by, it's hard for me to know for sure.              ...

Finally at 11:30 I can sit at the computer... it's been one of those mornings. I'm still sick, but had to run around this morning helping my son get his car going so he could get to work. When someone is finally on the right path you don't want the little stumbling blocks to discourage them. He's not completely ready to use his stumbling blocks for stepping stones. I know I still have days where it's hard to stay positive with what life throws at you. Besides, that's what family is about... helping one another. Going to try and get some rest while Makenna is sleeping. Have an awesome Wednesday!

I've been so busy thinking about my father in law I forgot to share with you how good my son is doing. We had some problems when we were in California - he was tired of sleeping at the park or in my courtyard and wanted to come home. I left it up to my daughter since she was staying at my house while we were away.                                                                                                                      She allowed him to stay a couple of nights but he was still being difficult and hanging out with the same people - I really wasn't sure what I would be coming home to. I kept praying that being homeless would be his rock bottom and we would get our son back. He had a c...

grat·i·tude    /ˈgratəˌt(y)o͞od/ Noun The quality of being thankful; readiness to show appreciation for and to return kindness. Synonyms gratefulness - thankfulness - thanks - appreciation Gratitude has really been laying heavy on my heart since my husband has been in Tucson caring for his father.  I'm extremely grateful that I'm married to a man that his family is on the top of his priority list. He took time off of his job, time away from our family, and gave up his life temporarily to comfort and care for the man that gave him life. It's a huge sacrifice and I'm extremely proud of him. It's a lot easier to be self - absorbed and not take the time to do for others unconditionally.                                                                       ...

It's funny how you can be miles away but none of the crap in your life goes away. As you know I had my son leave my house weeks before I left for vacation, but he's been showing up since I've been gone to shower and eat. I got a phone call from my daughter saying he looks awful and he told her he's tired of being on the streets. She said she was going to let him shower while she ran to the doctor. I knew while he was there he would be on facebook - I messaged him and told him there's certain conditions for living in my house again and we would talk when I get back. He agreed so my daughter and I made the decision to let him stay.                                                                                                       ...

I shared with you how I had my son leave my home because he's not in a good place right now.  Yesterday he was sitting outside my home when I pulled up.  I asked him why he was here - Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful he's okay but I can't be an enabler.                                                                               He had a couple of reasons why he popped in, but I know the real one is that he thought no one would be home and he was hoping he could get in to eat, crash, and find something to sell at a pawn shop. As horrible as that sounds it's the reality of how a drug addict operates.                                                     ...

It's been a lot of years of waiting for my son to fix himself, and some of those years I've asked myself if he ever will. He stopped by the beginning of the week to get his social security card and that was the last that I've seen or heard from him. Since he doesn't have a cell phone there's no way for me to get in touch with him, so I do what I always do... pray.  I'm not sure what his "rock bottom" is that everyone says he needs to hit, but I'm praying it happens soon so his lifestyle doesn't become his life.  So for now it's waiting, praying, and living - what else is there? I can't let his behavior consume my life or steal my joy - there's no guarantees in life, so I have to live and love life to its fullest while I still can. "As we grow up, we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let us down, probably will. You'll have your heart broken and you'll break oth...

Yesterday we did a quick road trip to Tucson to visit my son...he is currently living with my sister and brother in law.  The trip started out okay...Kelsey brought homework to work on, I brought a book and a sick two year old,( Makenna) and Tom drove. Here we are flying down the freeway listening to our jams with Makenna's arms raised in the air while squealing wee like she's on a roller coaster ride, as we drive over the ramp. Then Tom  say's, "There goes one of our hubcaps... there goes another one.             I'm hoping this isn't a sign that this is going to be a bad road trip. Seriously, we're only driving 130 miles. But shortly after the hubcaps flew off Makenna's Tylenol wore off. She wants to get out of her seat so she slips both arms out of the straps as she begins throwing everything in reach while screaming No! Yup, this is definitely the road trip from Hell. Why do I do this to myself? I knew I should of brought my wine purse pack...