So, I'm reading the book Beautiful Boy.. amazing story of a father's obsession with his son's meth addiction. When I first picked the book up, I read the jacket and quickly put it down. I could have been reading something I had written about my own son. It was hitting too close to home about a great kid- a kid people admire & adore, intelligent, caring, cute, athletic... It was my kid. I knew that in reading it, I'd be thinking of my own son through the whole book and wouldn't be able to make it through. Shortly there after, I saw David Sheff & his son on the TODAY show ~ I had a face to put with that boy in the book. Next time I was in Starbucks (the next day!) I picked up the book... it is really good and very educational as well. Educating me on drugs and how they take a person in, addiction, enabling, peer pressure and the endless love of a parent. Very good read. Tonight after I read a few chapters I sat beside my son and shared with him that if I ever find him even smoking cigarettes I would take him far off into the hills and beat him...that cigarettes are just a stepping stone to other things and I wasn't going to tolerate even that. He smiled and told me "yeah like I'd even think about it"...maybe not today... But he might entertain the idea under pressure, I want him to know I will have a zero tolerance. Tough Love? Maybe...but if it prevents him from going through what this Beautiful Boy went through... I'm going there! It is amazing how much I worry about him. I worry when he stays at friends, I worry when he is in his own bed- I worry about him at school, I worry about him on the ball field. My biggest fear in life is not being able to protect my children- knowing full well that there are things I'm not able to control, but wanting so much to control the things I can. I spend more time in prayer, asking that my children be protected...I trust that they are.
Still thinking about my friend, I have concluded that you can't make someone want you in their lives no matter how much you would like them in yours....sometimes life lessons simply aren't any fun!
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