Sep 16, 2011

Mothering never ends

Well Baggy Pants is now 21. He returned to Baltimore the day I left for Pa. We missed each other by a half hour. He called no-one. When he found out I left for Pa, he showed up on my brother's doorstep. Scott had a bad year the same time I did. He did keep his job at Denny's, but was living out of his car pretty much. Scott met a girl who had a car, house and they hooked up and are now a couple. They took my son in. Jesse is Baltimore born and bred. He has lived in Georgia, Tennesse and now back in Baltimore. Scott and the girlfriend want him out this weekend. Their plan is to drop him off on my doorstep. Jesse told me he loves me, knows that I am living well, but is really trying to make it in Baltimore. This is not my home. I rent a basesment from my in-laws. Rick has just come home from a triple by-pass and aorta patched up. I have slowly been building a life here. Things are working. I am also a mother and that job doesn't end. My older son and I also talk, but right now he still loves heroin, so that limits our relationship. They should give parents a book with their bundle of joy when they leave the hospital. The roller coaster ride continues but I have my safety bar on at all times!


Lou said...

Oh geez, what do you do? There is no room for him where you are?

You and Jesse are in my thoughts as you sort this out. I do feel you have to take care of yourself right now. You seem happy where you are.

God bless,

Lori said...

Lou- Jesse and I talked. He got the phone call from the job he really wanted. I told him I will send him the money for one month's rent. I know the place he is planning on staying and am ok with it. I told him after one month however I cannot finance two households. He seems ok with that. So this weekend all the tip money goes to my son's first month rent on his own. He didn't want to make a decision until he heard about the job. So I think I came up with the best solution right now. I am happy where I am at. You and yours are in my thoughts as well. The journey in never-ending....xoxo

Sarcastic Bastard said...

So sorry to read of all this, Lori. I hope it works out. I guess it will. It always does somehow.

Much love to you,


Lori said...

SB- That is pretty much my motto. Things always do work out somehow, someway. That is why we always keep on keeping on. Love you.