I know I said I was not going to be posting but I have a few minutes and I wanted to share something. We arrived in Gatlinburg last night and we are having a great time. This time together as a youth group is so good for our teens. We were up very late last night (I guess I should say early this morning) but I got to sleep all night and slept in this morning. After breakfast we had a church service and then we just have been hanging out with each other. I am having fun but I also miss my kids. I am also torn up because when I called to check on them I was told that Emma and Chloe have been running a fever. Emma had a temperature of 103 last night. Tylenol is getting the fever down but it comes right back in a few hours. Chloe had a running nose and started coughing yesterday morning so I was worried about her but Emma showed no sign of feeling bad. I guess I just am feeling guilty for leaving them. I know there nothing I can do for them now but pray that they are feeling better, but my heart is really sad. Sam also sounded really sad when I talked to him. So if you happen to check my blog please say a prayer for the kids and for me.
Saturday, September 2, 2023
"I live with a difficult child. That is really hard to write, but the truth is that I have lived with a difficult child for about 14 years. The last few years have been unbearable at times." I haven't written a post in a long time. The main reason is that I don't have a personal computer (my work computer will not let me log in with my personal email) and I absolutely hate writing from my phone, but here I am needing to write,so I write. When I logged on this evening I found that I had started to write a post on May 23, 2022, but never finished it. We had just come off one of the most difficult years with Chloe. I could be found most nights just crying in my bathroom or screaming, "I can't live in this house with her anymore!" Her treatment towards me had escalated so intensely that I didn't even speak to her for several days and I was a little afraid of her. She had been making so many poor choices at home and we just tried to keep them hidden. I...
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