As is written in so many post here, we lost our child when they started drugs. The child we raised turned into a stranger that only took from us.
Today, the loving, caring, compassionate son I raised was there!
He took his 30 minute visit to thank me for the choices I made in keeping him away from his dad and moving them to the country.
These topics caused so much pain between us, to hear him thank me was almost more than I could take.
God has his hand. I don't know what is in store for my son, but he is seeking God's will and I can't wait to see what his plans are.
I have been thru enough not to get my horse before the cart but I wish everyone could see and talk to him now. He is leading the bible study and has great compassion for the others in his pod and their future. He is content to stay were he is and share his story to help others.
He said God is using him and when it's time to move on he will get out and go on from there.
It has been such a blessing to my heart.
I hope everyone here always keeps hope alive, there is always hope....
You can read my past post and see that me just being able to sit with my son and have a conversation is a miracle... I never dreamed he would bless my heart so much...
Everything that happened to him was my fault and he showed such a hatred toward me, I had no idea if he was dead or alive and I was standing on my back patio and he rides by without even waving or anything ON MOTHER'S DAY in the car that his grandparents and I had bought him......
I thought I had lost my son for ever......But I was wrong....
((((HUGS))))) To you all!!!
Traci
