I miss my son. When I was visiting my dad at he nursing home today, his roommates grandsons were visiting him. They were in their early 30's, just like my boy. I just went to see a movie and can't help but notice all the young couples out doing normal things like going to movies. It's hard not knowing where my son is and accepting that he doesn't participate in life like typical people. He's so consumed with drugs that he's not enjoying everyday pleasures. I'd give anything to sit in a movie with him and share a good time together. I have to accept it for what it is, but that doesn't make it easier. I miss him in my life so much.