I felt a guilt that was overwhelming and defeating.
I felt great hatred toward the designing Alienator, towards my son's new-found 'hatred' for me, towards those who encouraged and supported his disrespectful, confused lack of desire to know the truth... and his hell-bound attitude.
. . . .But eventually when I released the negativity, replaced fear with faith, love replaced hate, and patience replaced anger.
And finally I had hope—a hope born of faith, a hope born of understanding, a Mother's hope that still sustains me today and whispers that one day my son (and all my sons) will overcome. . . .
But above all, I feel love—a deep, abiding love— for my son who God watches over for me, for myself who has so much to be thankful for, and for the Lord and his unseen Angels who are now my ears, eyes and loving arms. "
Happy Birthday dear little one.