This is a hard one to share, as I am a very upbeat person, sad is something I don't do well,and well, I fight the emotion of failure to my child. This is one of the hardest choices of my life:
We took no photos on this day.
It isn’t one to celebrate, but it is one
I will remember forever.
December 14, 2017,
We left very early in the morning, cold and dark. We stopped in Belen for breakfast. It was much colder and the sun was bright.The fear and tension was thick
December 14, 2017
We drove four hours to admit our 11 year old son; Whitley to a residential treatment center. The estimation of his stay; six to nine months. It looked like a jail.
December 14, 2017
The trauma of life had overwhelmed us all, and Whitley needed more help than we could give. The explosive anger and depression showed a deeper pain and suffering. Therapist, psychologist and staff were around Whitley. He was safe, and exactly where he needed to be. That didn’t stop the pain.
December 14, 2017
The walking on egg shells is over. Our home begins to feel normal. Laughter is heard more.No longer prisoners in our own home. The healing begins for the whole family with this date.
December 14, 2017
184 Words
Amy Wolff Bittersweet
Rebecca McMeen Meloy
Little Butterfly Wings Broken Wings and Fear of the Dark
Kristin Aagard Jailbird (tears)
font is freestyle Script
I read your journaling again and started sobbing. I wish I could give you a hug. You guys are doing the right thing, no matter how hard it is to leave him where he is. This is what he needs right now. Praying for the doctors to have wisdom to help him learn coping skills, for the family to heal while he's gone and for when he does come home that you can continue to be a source of support to your son! <3
Oh Anne, first of all big hugs. You are doing the best for Whitley, even though it probably doesn't feel like it. I love the way you did the journaling, repeating the date throughout. You've captured the emotions of the day so beautifully with your heartfelt journaling. Great choices of word art and the dark colour you've chosen is just perfect. Thanks for sharing and for playing along with my challenge!
This was a very brave thing for you to do, but best for your child. I hope in time he becomes healed and whole and that you will all be reunited again.
Anne. I don't have words. I echo what many have written here already. From my mummy/mommy heart to yours, watching my son with explosive anger and deep pain...the hardest thing in all the world...is being a mother when all is not ok. You have my love and hugs. One month on Sunday. So real, so raw, so new. Thank you for sharing your heart with us. It's a very precious page.
anne, yes the anne i know here is an upbeat person. this mustve been and must continue to be hard but you didnt fail your child . you are an amazing mom and recognizing and then getting him help is something not all parents do . you are taking care of him even if it is not you doing it. we as parents have to rely on others to help. i hope this page was good therapy for you. i know therapeutic pages have helped me. the journey may be long but hopefully will have a peaceful destination for all
Your heart is in everything you do and I believe everyone know how much you love all of your kids. I feel your pain and I hope there will be a silver lining to this story. Tons of love your way.
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