Good morning all, wow Monday is here and for the first time in a while I’m a little blue. Nothing major has been going, life is pretty much ok and I’m feeling all festive. The holidays are approaching fast and I can’t help but think of my son, thinking I only have a little time left with him before he is off to jail. Gosh…this is still so hard for me to imagine. My baby boy, is going to jail! The time seems to be going so fast, I hope it’s this way when he goes back there. How will I get through this? Will I get through this? I’m seeing my therapist today and will address these things with her. I feel so sad and happy at the same time, I’m happy because I’m busy as ever with my business, but sad because I feel guilty. Feel guilty for moving on with my life, while my son is about to have his freedom taken away. As I watched the super moon last night, all I could do was cry. I feel so sad inside, but holding it together for my son. I’m praying I don’t go back into that dark hole, praying God sees us through this rough patch. I know he has to take responsibility for his wrong doing, but my God this is the worse feeling in the world. This is the one time I can’t help my son out. I feel like the worse parent ever, didn’t mean to be a ‘debbie downer’ this morning. Chat soon….