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Oh yeah I get it you are the friend, you do not want to be the bad guy the Parent, You want to be their friend. Look luck with that. Your gonna lose. And worse than that your kids are gonna lose.Its ok - no disrespect taken … it will take more than that to knock me off my horse …
I don’t agree with you that the use of pot is an intrinsic evil. So the case you make about how I live my life and its impact on my kids doesn’t ring true for me. I am more concerned about whether or not I LISTEN to my kids, whether or not I have good rapport with them … whether or not they feel they can call me to talk anytime … whether or not there is honest communication between us … whether there is trust … whether or not i have a REAL relationship with them … and I could go on and on … I haven’t even begun to mention a Personal relationship with Christ yet
My Son got mixed up with a girl who had parents like you. They too were friends. He hated me. Because I would not accept the dope, the friends, so he left. I cried for a year and begged the Blessed Mother to watch over him. Please God do not let these people bring him down.
Guess what I was the lucky one. All it got him was in debt. He worked like a dog, they of course lied to him, (they could not let him be like them someone had to work). He was drug tested in his job constantly (thank You Jesus). He thought these people were it.
Guess what one and one half year later, guess whos back home. Guess who is closer than his Mother and Dad more than ever.
And he’s gonna pay back every credit card they ran up too. Just yesterday he took me somewhere its real bad here (the roads I will not drive). He finally talked about them. He said Mom how did you and Daddy keep it straight. I said God my Love, And the Blessed Mother.
When he would stop in back then for a minute he looked so tired, and I knew they were using him. I finally laid off. I said I have one thing to say, will you lisen. He gave me the whatever Mom. I said when you are alone Just go to the Blessed Mother and talk to her. Thats all.
2 months after that his eyes got open. Im no saint. He now got a pool table, has a few in the garage, he built a room now. he drinks with his friends. thats cool. But I told him no stinking drunk. enyoy, but know your limit. and of course no drink and drive. And he knows don’t even try to bring in drugs.
I was always considered the cool mother, Guess what I am back in style again. They all say I wish she would have been my Mom.
But not 5 years ago, I was a B…