Dec 7th....today I am offially older. I had a great pretty good night last night with my sons and some friends. I really appreciated that Dr.Pepper and UltimateLewser came out. It was type of night that I actually hope for....quiet and uncomplicated! I have some pictures that I will post later.
That is all first the first haft of the night.....
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The second part of my night was truely terrible. My heart is once again broken to pieces.........
Since this was my annual birthday dinner I inveted my boys Jacob and Wesley - their mom / my ex-wife didn't come because she could not promise to be a big ball of drama. Well dinner went pretty but after well ate the boys returned to my house and waited for their dad to pick them up and take themback to their respective houses. The rest of my birthday group did a little bar hoping in East Atlanta.
Sheri ( my roommate ) and I returned home around 2ish this morning. We start getting ready for bed and feed the pets...blah blah. Sheri noticed the dog bed in front of her dresser has been moved and her dog is to small to move it on her own. So she looks around into her drawers and discovers that she is missing money. Not a little money a sigificatant amount.- - - - - its been stolen. My oldest son Jacob went into her room, went through her stuff and stole money from her. ( as I type this I am actually crying - again ) I know that he stole it because Sheri and I had just went to the grocery store earlier to doour bi-weekly shopping. She had just counted her money and knew exactly what he took ( a 100 bill and the huge wand of 5's ). So I call Jacob's dad to tell him what I thought may have happened.....he went into Jacob's room grabed his wallet and discover her money there. ( I actually feel pain everytime I think about this now ). James know has the money that he took and at least I can return it to Sheri. But what if she didn't discover it till later....
Shei and I have the type of relationship where we can leave money hanging around an not worry about the other taking it. Plus she is bartender and always has some sort of cash here at the house.
I am not mad this happened but heart broken and embarassed that he did this. I truely don't know what to do with him or for him anymore.....what do you do when your own child falling apart. No matter what I try and do to help / save him seems to fail. I don't know if I can surrive this kind of heartbreak.
That is all first the first haft of the night.....
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The second part of my night was truely terrible. My heart is once again broken to pieces.........
Since this was my annual birthday dinner I inveted my boys Jacob and Wesley - their mom / my ex-wife didn't come because she could not promise to be a big ball of drama. Well dinner went pretty but after well ate the boys returned to my house and waited for their dad to pick them up and take themback to their respective houses. The rest of my birthday group did a little bar hoping in East Atlanta.
Sheri ( my roommate ) and I returned home around 2ish this morning. We start getting ready for bed and feed the pets...blah blah. Sheri noticed the dog bed in front of her dresser has been moved and her dog is to small to move it on her own. So she looks around into her drawers and discovers that she is missing money. Not a little money a sigificatant amount.- - - - - its been stolen. My oldest son Jacob went into her room, went through her stuff and stole money from her. ( as I type this I am actually crying - again ) I know that he stole it because Sheri and I had just went to the grocery store earlier to doour bi-weekly shopping. She had just counted her money and knew exactly what he took ( a 100 bill and the huge wand of 5's ). So I call Jacob's dad to tell him what I thought may have happened.....he went into Jacob's room grabed his wallet and discover her money there. ( I actually feel pain everytime I think about this now ). James know has the money that he took and at least I can return it to Sheri. But what if she didn't discover it till later....
Shei and I have the type of relationship where we can leave money hanging around an not worry about the other taking it. Plus she is bartender and always has some sort of cash here at the house.
I am not mad this happened but heart broken and embarassed that he did this. I truely don't know what to do with him or for him anymore.....what do you do when your own child falling apart. No matter what I try and do to help / save him seems to fail. I don't know if I can surrive this kind of heartbreak.
VIEW 4 of 4 COMMENTS
I had someone close to me steal money from me before but I never got it back.