Being a Mom is Heartbreaking

Dear Universe,

What a great weekend we had. Mr was feeling good and we had lots of time to just be together. Time to just be. The weather is teasing us with some unexpected warmth so we spent some time outside. Being in nature is so invigorating.

It was also a good time to get some things done outside. This past winter was very mild but we still have lots of outside work to do. The pool cover needs drained. The leaves need raked. Plants need to be acquired and planted. House trim needs painted. Patio needs cleaned and furniture needs brought out.  Windchimes need brought outside and hung.

Mother Nature is teasing us, it is going to get cold again in just a few days. Storms are coming, high winds wreak havoc on patio furniture and wind chimes. Guess I will just enjoy when I can and practice patience for awhile longer yet.

The down side to the weekend was the boy. I love him dearly, but, sometimes I don't like his behavior at all. He knows he is supposed to be home at a certain time. That curfew was imposed by the state as a consequence of his illegal activities with the tagging. He had been doing so well with it. Not anymore.

Friday night he never came home, we didn't see or hear from him until the next morning. Questioning him is a huge exercise in frustration. He never says anything of import. He was with friends. He knows he missed his call to his PO. He is prepared for the consequences if he gets caught violating probation. So he says, guess we will see as he also didn't come home unitl the wee hours Saturday night.

He answered no questions about that either. I suspect he was either drunk or on stoned and probably got sick and soiled himself. I saw suspicious evidence of it in the bathroom. When I mentioned it, he denied it then went and voluntarily cleaned the evidence from the bathroom. He also voluntarily cleaned his bedroom and several of my towels are now missing. Very, very suspicious behaviour. Something occurred, he just won't admit it. It is going to be a long summer with him. It breaks my heart to see him make these mistakes.

Love,
Lolita Lilyflower