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<blockquote data-quote="New Leaf" data-source="post: 726840" data-attributes="member: 19522"><p>Hi Little Bird! Thank you so much for thinking of me. The false alert was a very surreal frozen moment. Son was on a weekend camp and I was coaching at a canoe race. We were readying for the first event and everyone’s cell phones started sounding that weird alarm. I was thinking what the heck? Then it was announced a ballistic missile was headed for us and it was not a drill. Boom “drop the mike”. Seek shelter, they said. Parents and kids left, we had kids without rides. My son and Hoku called and I told them I loved them. I just kept praying and telling my friends that I loved them. They had a bottle of tequila and were taking shots! (Not me, tequila makes me gag, but that’s a whole nother story.</p><p>Geez, Feeling, talk about a crazy world we live in with this reality.</p><p>I am looking at it as a life lesson that I can’t take things for granted and each day is a blessing.</p><p> I feel really sad for whoever made the mistake. Human error. That person has to live with this. Folks are angry and some one has already made death threats to the agency. How dumb is that?</p><p>People were speeding through red lights, busses just dumped passengers, there were no emergency or police personnel on the roads.</p><p>After the all clear was sounded, people went to bars and........ SHOPPING! Yup, they bought stores out!</p><p>Sigh.</p><p>Life is precious.</p><p>I am glad that you at least know your son is alive. Feeling, we have no control over our wayward adult children. Both you and I. It is like wildfires and mudslides and false alarms. Life just.......happens. You happen to have a most difficult situation with your sons illness. What else could you do? You had to protect yourself and your young son. Same for me. Rain has come by here and there and it is evident that her thinking is not clear. I have not seen or heard from Tornado. My grand showed me her Instagram page, full of selfies and a photo of a rugged gang tattooed man. She has some contact with her middle son, texts, etc., but keeps their ebt for <em>herself</em>. It is unimaginable to me how and why she does this. Drugs. Addiction. A mental illness of its own. I continue to pray for them to find their way and try not to let their addiction and choices run my life into despair. I feel for my three grands, both of their parents off the rails.They are doing well in school, but I wonder about their innermost thoughts and emotions. What a hardship for children.</p><p>How is your middle son doing, Feeling? Is he still living with you? Has he gotten help for his depression?</p><p>Before hubs passed, he was very depressed and angry. It was hard, like a dark cloud looming in the house. I knew something was not right with him, but he wouldn’t address it. I couldn’t convince him, he was unmovable. I had no control over his choices. He kept pushing me away. Maybe deep down inside he knew and was preparing me? Who knows?</p><p>So, I went about living. I had to, for myself and my son.</p><p>Life certainly has its challenges. There is still much beauty to be found and much to be thankful for. Each breath we take is a blessing and an opportunity to step forward.</p><p>I know you work very hard for your students and your sons. I hope you are able to take some time for <em>yourself</em> to rest and breathe and find some peace.</p><p>I hope your home is safe from the rains and mudslides. What a terrible tragedy.</p><p>Life is hard, and short and unpredictable.</p><p>Take each day at a time sweet lady. I hope you are well.</p><p>I am also sorting through papers and old photo albums. Looking back on those golden years. I am thankful for those times we had together as a family. I can only go back and reminisce, but my focus is on making golden moments in the here and now. It is my dad’s stoicism that moves me forward. “The past is the past”, he would say. “What’s done, is done.”</p><p>There are things we cannot change and have no control over. What <em>we can do</em>, you and I and anyone else following along, is try our darndest to live the best rest of our lives.</p><p>Thank you Feeling for checking up on me, I have missed you.</p><p>(((Hugs)))</p><p>Leafy</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="New Leaf, post: 726840, member: 19522"] Hi Little Bird! Thank you so much for thinking of me. The false alert was a very surreal frozen moment. Son was on a weekend camp and I was coaching at a canoe race. We were readying for the first event and everyone’s cell phones started sounding that weird alarm. I was thinking what the heck? Then it was announced a ballistic missile was headed for us and it was not a drill. Boom “drop the mike”. Seek shelter, they said. Parents and kids left, we had kids without rides. My son and Hoku called and I told them I loved them. I just kept praying and telling my friends that I loved them. They had a bottle of tequila and were taking shots! (Not me, tequila makes me gag, but that’s a whole nother story. Geez, Feeling, talk about a crazy world we live in with this reality. I am looking at it as a life lesson that I can’t take things for granted and each day is a blessing. I feel really sad for whoever made the mistake. Human error. That person has to live with this. Folks are angry and some one has already made death threats to the agency. How dumb is that? People were speeding through red lights, busses just dumped passengers, there were no emergency or police personnel on the roads. After the all clear was sounded, people went to bars and........ SHOPPING! Yup, they bought stores out! Sigh. Life is precious. I am glad that you at least know your son is alive. Feeling, we have no control over our wayward adult children. Both you and I. It is like wildfires and mudslides and false alarms. Life just.......happens. You happen to have a most difficult situation with your sons illness. What else could you do? You had to protect yourself and your young son. Same for me. Rain has come by here and there and it is evident that her thinking is not clear. I have not seen or heard from Tornado. My grand showed me her Instagram page, full of selfies and a photo of a rugged gang tattooed man. She has some contact with her middle son, texts, etc., but keeps their ebt for [I]herself[/I]. It is unimaginable to me how and why she does this. Drugs. Addiction. A mental illness of its own. I continue to pray for them to find their way and try not to let their addiction and choices run my life into despair. I feel for my three grands, both of their parents off the rails.They are doing well in school, but I wonder about their innermost thoughts and emotions. What a hardship for children. How is your middle son doing, Feeling? Is he still living with you? Has he gotten help for his depression? Before hubs passed, he was very depressed and angry. It was hard, like a dark cloud looming in the house. I knew something was not right with him, but he wouldn’t address it. I couldn’t convince him, he was unmovable. I had no control over his choices. He kept pushing me away. Maybe deep down inside he knew and was preparing me? Who knows? So, I went about living. I had to, for myself and my son. Life certainly has its challenges. There is still much beauty to be found and much to be thankful for. Each breath we take is a blessing and an opportunity to step forward. I know you work very hard for your students and your sons. I hope you are able to take some time for [I]yourself[/I] to rest and breathe and find some peace. I hope your home is safe from the rains and mudslides. What a terrible tragedy. Life is hard, and short and unpredictable. Take each day at a time sweet lady. I hope you are well. I am also sorting through papers and old photo albums. Looking back on those golden years. I am thankful for those times we had together as a family. I can only go back and reminisce, but my focus is on making golden moments in the here and now. It is my dad’s stoicism that moves me forward. “The past is the past”, he would say. “What’s done, is done.” There are things we cannot change and have no control over. What [I]we can do[/I], you and I and anyone else following along, is try our darndest to live the best rest of our lives. Thank you Feeling for checking up on me, I have missed you. (((Hugs))) Leafy [/QUOTE]
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