Parenting is never easy!
When I wrote the book Don't Forget, I watched as my son fought to live his last 6 months of his life.. Knowing he was going to die, but refusing to believe it. He tried everything he could think of to fight his battle with Cancer. Days and nights of being sick, and having physical side effects from the cancer was a daily struggle. I understood the fight to live.
But now as I watch the son I adopted, welcoming him into my home when he was only 9 years old. He is now in his 30's, a tall handsome man with a big heart. But he lives each day fighting the demons in his head and trying to feel normal with the help of chemicals and drugs. My heart breaks for him. But my love is unconditional. I will always love him, but that doesn't mean I love his choices, or the life he lives. Being a Parent to a child addicted to drugs is such a heart ache.
My love to all parents dealing with struggles such as the ones I have had to live with.