What a difference a year can make. The other day I was going back through my files checking out some old pictures and I found this one.
I prayed, I hoped and yet nothing. One of the last things I heard from him was that as far as he was concerned he didn't have a mother. He was angry and I was heartbroken. We make choices in life though, good or bad, wrong or right, we have to live with them and go on.
This story does have a happy ending. My son did finally start turning his life around, and we are now on good terms again. I've let go of the hurt feeling and so has he. I know through all of this he felt like I hated him but what he didn't know was that no matter what your children may do in life you always love them. I guess when I see this picture now it reminds me that there is always hope no matter how rough things may be. The road may have been bumpy but the final destination was worth the ride. I think that both of us have grown.