It's late, I'm alone and despondent, I weep for my son. I miss him dearly and don't understand why he abandoned me, his dad, his brother, whole family, home. What can he be thinking? We had a good life, we supported his music efforts, scouting, friends. We took vacations, we laughed, watched movies. Sure, he screwed up -- doesn't everyone? We forgave him, he knows that -- your supposed to forgive and forget, beside it wasn't criminal--just stupid adolesent shenanigans. Then he went into the military service, met a girl, married. We supported all of that. Love and family, we're Irish it's what you do.
The phone calls trickled to nothing. No e-mail. No correspondence. Nothing, not from him, not from her. We know they are doing well according to her parents. But he never calls home. Never. Not when his brother graduated high school, swore into the Army, finished basic training, is facing deployment. We were all there for him. I don't understand. I cry when I'm alone. I try not to cry in front of my husband (his father of course) because he is sad too. Then that makes me sadder. I miss my son like air. I just want to hear his voice. I want to see his face. Time is too short. I'm 50, why would he abandon us like this? How can he just go on day after day after day without wondering about us or calling us.
I've prayed and it's been answered: Silence. I've cried and it's been answered: Silence. I worry, I cry, it hurts so bad I want it to end. Sure I'm angry, what if I write a letter, I'M SO ANGRY YOU ARE SO RUDE! What have I got to lose? You guessed it: Silence. Why? Anyone? Why does a child do this to his parents? I'm not getting any sleep tonight.