Nothing has changed. Gabe is still gone. We know where he is, and we know he is going to school, but everything else seems so… surreal. I’ve cried a lot. I didn’t expect this to happen so soon. So abruptly. We have choices to make, but not yet. We are still waiting. We’ve put it out there in as many ways as possible that we will welcome him back home. Yes, there are...
Gabe turned 18 two weeks ago. Three weeks ago. Whatever. I thought it was take longer than this. He’s gone. By his own choice. Hopefully not forever. Hopefully not for long. This sucks. I miss him. I don’t miss his bad attitude and disrespect. But I miss him. Anyone who’s been through this, please help. We need to know how we should approach this. Praying deeply. Blessings...
Wife, mother, chauffeur, referee, teacher, chef, caretaker, etc...All unto Christ.
