Well Christmas is over,Thank God.Its was ok,I felt better anyway.My son came home and he and his sister got along as wonderful as ever.They are like oil and water.It's like I forget about that until it happens again.I dont see my son often,maybe 2-3 times a year.You would think he lived 100's of miles away,but he only lives in Boston about 50 miles away.But he lives a very different life style.And family isn't his top priority.So usually every event I can't wait for him to come,because I miss him so much.Then the rest of the day we can't wait for him to go back home.Some of our visits are nice,and it just kind of sets me up for expectations for a better relationship between us and him.It's almost like he hates everybody.Except his friends,even some of them he has a hard time with.I feel bad for him because I think he seems so lost and I just dont know what to do for him.It's hard for me to think that he is happy in his life,but maybe he is.I know I couldnt live the way he does,but I think he,s perfectly content with it.I have asked him to come home so many times but he wont,He loves th city and he loves to travel with punk bands and doesn't want to follow any rules.And unfortunately I know if he did come home my house would never be peaceful again.I also feel bad that I have a kid living here that I barely know(my knew boarder Alex) while my son is bouncing around the country sleeping who knows where eating who knows what.But this is what his says makes him happy,doing what he wants when he wants.Being free.No rules and plenty of loud crazy music..........