
Hello buddys out there in BuddySlim. Not having a good week so far, but I do need to first thank you for all the comments on my last blog. I came home today from a long emotional day with my boys and I read all these comments and I can just feel the love here. Thank you all sooooooooooooo much for being here for myself, and everyone in need.
Well here goes, my disability was denied :( I’m just so lost right now. I realize I will have to hire a lawyer (already have one picked out) but the problem is it will take up to a year or more for an appeal. My medical co-pays and prescription costs are way out of control here. Bills in collections, can’t always fill my prescriptions. I really needed the help
To top that off, this morning I was up at 6:00 a.m. (which is difficult because of my meds) on the road at 7:00 a.m. to pick up Jon for probation. 8:00 a.m. I pull into his work, pick him up, head back towards my house (45 mins away) and pick up Chris for his probation. Drive another 45 minutes to probation. The probation officer asked if I would like to sit in. We all went in (they felt really odd) I listened as she questioned the boys, and I knew they were not telling the truth. She pointed out jail time for each and if they didn’t straighten up this would be the life for them.
Then she asked me “Mom what do you think of all of this” I was stuck….couldn’t think, wanted to just cry…..and I said ” Well my boys are good kids, I’m sure you here that from every mother, but these guys have a real heart and care about people. I’m so sad, my heart is broken that they are behaving this way. I don’t know how to wake them up and change their ways.”
She then talked some more to them about choices. I taught them choices in life, I was their mother and I raised them pretty much by myself. Their father was too busy getting high, or drunk or taking pain pills to take the time to help the children or myself. I’m not looking for sympathy or pity but its a fact their choices have to be based on something in their childhood. Was it seeing their father drunk, high, or maybe the fact he worked 2nd shift and couldn’t take time to enjoy his children. My children are my life and this has to stop. Jon is 23, Chris just turned 21 and in trouble with the law. And not just small things. It took all I had to not break down right there in her office. Seems the tears are still coming, and I feel like I am in this dark place. Finally at 1:50 p.m. I’m home…so thats 7:00 until 1:50 p.m. because of their choices. Grrrrrr……………..
Now I really know how it feels, I’ve heard people here say they were in a “dark place” and now I truly know that feeling.
The scary part is I’m questioning my faith. I realize God has a plan, but is his plan to continuely make me hurt. I can put this smile on my face, and normally I do no matter what life hands me, but you know what I feel like I’m at the end. Throw in the towel, wave the white flag, maybe just go to bed for the next few days.
Ok….thank you for letting me vent. You guys are just the best ever and I couldn’t get along with your friendships.
Hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving filled with blessings and love.
Hugs to you all
Jane