Thursday

Today was a half up day for me I thought of Justin but it brought a smile to my face.He was so funny in his own way always a smile but if he had a bad day or missed his kids he wasn't afraid to cry.I would just set and listen pour out his feelings I was proud to be his Mom I hope he was proud of me because I wasn't the perfect Mom and of course he wasn't a perfect son if he was he'd still be here the drugs wouldn't of killed him.Never in my life did I think I'd lose a child to drugs damn damn drugs.I can't hate the person he got them from because it was his hand that put them in his mouth.I just think he thought they would help him conquer his addiction.I love you Justin.  Someone may have stolen your dream when it was young and fresh and you were innocent.Angeris natural.Grief is appropriate.Healing is mandatory.Restoration is possible.  If we wait for our hands to stop shaking,we will never open the door.