These past few days have been rather difficult. I found out that the eldest son of one of my dearest friends got into some trouble and had been held in police custody for 2 weeks today.
I saw him grow from a toddler and now he's in his early 20s. Somewhere along the way, something must have gone wrong and now he's going through what I believe must be the worst time of his life.
I won't go through the nitty gritty, but at this point we still don't know whether he'll be released or what his chances may be. It is sad, very, very sad, and I'm controlling my tears now as I write.
But I still write because I feel that this is something I should share.
Children do not come in a "one size fits all" thingy. Children are not guaranteed to do good things because they've been taught good things. Children need not do things intelligently because they are intelligent. Children need not do as we say because we tell them to do so. Children are children, and while they are our greatest joys, they can also be our greatest heartaches. But I guess, as parents, we must always try to pay the fullest attention to our children. No matter how tired we may be, no matter how *toot* our day had been, no matter how, no matter what, we must always be there for our children, always.
Our lives go on, I still do all the things I have to do, but it's been difficult. I can only imagine what my darling friend is going through. My heart and my prayers are with her...