I guess I am just emotional today but it hurts so badly. The thought of my son not caring about his family, not wanted to see us or spend time with us, not being able to pick up the phone and have an actual conversation and laugh with him, etc. Not having any desire to fly out to see him or wanting to pay for his ticket to fly home- what kind of mother am I? How can it get to this point? We were a family who spent so much time together. Family vacations, mini golf, bike riding, day trips, etc. Ate meals together, swimming, always had the moto "cleaning can wait because time goes to fast and it is more important to spend time with my children". Just breaks my heart. It is like he has passed away. I hear "where there is life there is hope" so I keep praying.