Heck of a title for this post. Last evening, my son stormed out of the house in anger. I waited about 20 minutes before going after him. I thought it would give him time to cool down. Not to be. He started throwing things out of the cars, so I worked my way through them…
Tag: scared
A new fear – Talking with dead friends
Last night was scary. Not sure what happened exactly, but David is back in the hospital. At 8pm, with his bedtime medicines he gets a snack. He wanted oatmeal, instead I gave him a granola bar. He said that he would hurt me if I didn’t give him the right snack. He made a move…