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Omg, waiting for the other shoe to fall......  The story of my life.  It is hard to be joyful when you immediately think of the "other shoe".  I obviously don't need tell you.  I have been praying - and praying and praying - for God to intervene in my son's life and to PLEASE release me from the financial and emotional burden of my son's life.  I have caved during this time - and I have been strong enough to not pay his rent or his phone bill - and even though I knew he would become homeless in the cold.  I started taking Ativan (prescribed but not normally taken) - just enough to take the panic off and allow me to function and work.  And I prayed.  His "last night" in the room he has lived in was supposed to be Monday - then Tuesday - then today - and each reprieve was like a huge sigh, even if only for a night.  Yesterday - he told me that a couple he initially met when he moved to the town where he currently lives - agreed to help him take his things to a storage shed - and today, the wife called to say that she and her husband talked - and they offered my son a room in their house temporarily to help him get back on his feet and stay off the streets.  Can you believe it?  I am immensely grateful.  And I'm trying very very hard not to think about that other shoe.....  Still praying.


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