Meth Mom

Chapter 9: Keeping it real

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By Meth Mom
Aug. 4, 2017 at 9:43 a.m.
Updated Aug. 4, 2017 at 9:43 a.m.

I've wrestled with the most difficult decision I've ever had to make in my life.  And it shouldn't be this hard. My child has chosen the path he's on.  Not because he wants to be an addict, but because he won't do the heavy lifting necessary to stop using.  My heart breaks for what he has done to his life.  I love him so very much. 
I don't know exactly what is going on with his significant other, but it's nothing good. In addition there is a warrant for her arrest. 

So what about the baby?  Innocent. Vulnerable.  Impressionable.  Always mimicking mom and dad.   In language.  In action. Following the same vampire schedule - sleep all day, up all night. Confused. Angry. No peer friends to play with. No stability. Sleeping wherever a place can be found to lay his little head. 
How he loves them!!  And I believe with my whole heart that they both adore him. The Bible says love never fails, but in this case, love is simply not enough.
Somebody has to rescue this precious child. And if not his grandmother, then who?  I don't trust CPS. I fear placement in foster care.  I will likely have to battle other family members. But I must do whatever I can to take this baby out of the terrible situation he is in.   If you are a person of faith, please pray for all of my family. It will likely be fractured beyond repair. 
God, please, give me the strength, resolve, and means to do what must be done. Help me get my grandson to a safe, stable place. 



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