Out of respect, our post regarding the tragedy in Newtown will remain in draft form. It is our opinion, that there are enough opinions on the matter, and we will not add more to the cauldron. To the citizens of Newtown, CT. You are in our thoughts and prayers during this very difficult time. Peace. Tweet #fighting4answrs
there are some who write blogs about their families that do so for the attention and the publicity that they can attain. My blog has never been about getting a bunch of attention. It has been about our struggles with mental illness in a small child. It is about our struggle in getting appropriate services both in school and in treatment centers for that child. We, our family, miss David everyday that he is gone. He has been in the residential psychiatric facility for 2 and a half months. In that time, my level of posting has decreased. Why? Without David at home, there is very little to write about. His care is satisfactory, he appears to be responding well to treatment goals. We do not know when David will be returning to the family home. At this point, we want to get through the holidays and see how things
Thinking of my family at this late hour. It is 1am here. 2am back home. I am on vacation and can’t sleep. All but one family member is at home in Casa de Familia. I was working a night job delivering newspapers. One night I happened to deliver to a business that had an old friend working. I had worked with this person in a previous job when I was still in high school. I wanted to date her more than I wanted anything in this life. I wanted to show her that men are not all assholes like her ex-husband and the other riffraff that she went out with. One night, she invited me to a Christmas party at a hotel with some friends. It so happens that I had my daughter that weekend. What better way to woo a woman than to introduce a small child. So I