This is the second time my 15 year old has run away. The first time was when we got into a fight because I caught him ditching school. This was on a Friday and he was home by Sunday. I freaked out. (His mother died when he was 20 months old and his brother died before my son was born.) So needless to say I went into the whole I can't lose another child pity party.
This time there were no indications whatsoever. I took him out of the HS that he was having so munch trouble in. Put him in an online Charter School. I wanted to get involved in his education so I am now the President of the School Board. We laugh and have fun. Got Season Tickets to the Raiders so we could hang out at the game together. Bought a huge 5th wheel so we could hook up and go wherever we wanted. I make sure he has money. I know all of his friends and I always know where he is.
This morning I went into his room to tell him goodbye and what schoolwork I wanted done for the day. There was a note on the bed saying that his cell phone would be off for the next 2 days and that if I call the Sherriff I won't see him until he is 18. That if I didn't try to contact him or the police he would do his school work and contact me everyday. So now I am not freaking out and having a pity party, I am plain infuriated.
I gave up a lot for my son (that's what parents do). I used to be a workaholic but that changed 7/2007 when I realized what was really important in life. He has new clothes and the latest stuff. He gets to do things with his friends. I give him as much freedom as I dare and this is how he repays me? I WILL call the police. I WILL turn off his cell phone if he doesn't return by Friday. I WILL get him counseling. I WILL try to help him. But this WILL stop. I will not be treated in this manner and he will not disrespect me again. I hope he is reading this. Things will be different when and if he returns. Things will be much different.
Why do the teens of today think that they have such a terrible life because their parents put their safety first? Things have changed since we were kids. The world is far more dangerous and kids make some gawd awful choices. Why are we so bad for doing our jobs? I'm sure that if his friends knew the truth about his life they would gladly change places with him. I don't get these kids.
This time there were no indications whatsoever. I took him out of the HS that he was having so munch trouble in. Put him in an online Charter School. I wanted to get involved in his education so I am now the President of the School Board. We laugh and have fun. Got Season Tickets to the Raiders so we could hang out at the game together. Bought a huge 5th wheel so we could hook up and go wherever we wanted. I make sure he has money. I know all of his friends and I always know where he is.
This morning I went into his room to tell him goodbye and what schoolwork I wanted done for the day. There was a note on the bed saying that his cell phone would be off for the next 2 days and that if I call the Sherriff I won't see him until he is 18. That if I didn't try to contact him or the police he would do his school work and contact me everyday. So now I am not freaking out and having a pity party, I am plain infuriated.

I gave up a lot for my son (that's what parents do). I used to be a workaholic but that changed 7/2007 when I realized what was really important in life. He has new clothes and the latest stuff. He gets to do things with his friends. I give him as much freedom as I dare and this is how he repays me? I WILL call the police. I WILL turn off his cell phone if he doesn't return by Friday. I WILL get him counseling. I WILL try to help him. But this WILL stop. I will not be treated in this manner and he will not disrespect me again. I hope he is reading this. Things will be different when and if he returns. Things will be much different.
Why do the teens of today think that they have such a terrible life because their parents put their safety first? Things have changed since we were kids. The world is far more dangerous and kids make some gawd awful choices. Why are we so bad for doing our jobs? I'm sure that if his friends knew the truth about his life they would gladly change places with him. I don't get these kids.
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