My Quest

My quest for helping my nephew to kick the drug habit is well underway he has now reached 34 days of being clean, he received his key chain for being clean for 30 days and I don’t think I have ever seen him as proud of something. He really wants this, I am so proud of him and his head is in such a good place! He has always had such a great sense of humor and when his therapist asked why he thought he was going to make it this time why his attitude was so much better he laughingly said, “My aunt would kill me she has just as many hours into my clean time as I do.” Yes, that is the truth while he has slept on one couch, I sleep on the love seat, I know everything he is doing and not doing and it is paying off and I now have a new form of entertainment, sitting in parking lots for hours.

Thank God for this large favor, he has been with me the every step of the way and hopefully will continue to be with US next week. I start a new job through it’s part-time it’s still 3 days a week that we have to work around and I pray that it will go as smoothly as these last 34 days have gone. I’m not saying they have been a piece of cake by any means but they could have been a whole lot worse.

Hope and Love

Since the last entry my nephew has been clean for 27 days and his head still seems to be in the right place, even though when he attended an AA meeting and an ignorant man told him he didn’t belong at that meeting it was the wrong 12 step program for him. I am still with him 24/7, hang on to all his money, and the urges are starting to lessen. We still have a long way to go, but he is starting to feel better about himself. It has been rather humorous he is required to drop 2 to 3 times a week and each time it comes up clean a little faster. After dropping the test showed that he was clean before he even got out of the bathroom he got into the car and said “They have to know when you’ve been using even if you test clean because I used to have to wait about 5 minutes for it to show I was clean.” He really thought he was getting around the system.

Then we attended a vigil for Dominick the four years old that was beaten and tortured for 4 days by his mother’s boyfriend. This year was more a celebration of his life and the warmth of knowing hundreds of people helping to make others aware of child abuse. There was a short time when a local girl sang “Concrete Angel” that the pictures of the day Dominick died went threw my head. That little body so badly broken, burned, bruised and a stocking cap that covered his protruding brain where his skull had been removed to allow the swelling as we all put our hands on him and prayed as the life support equipment was unplugged and he went to our lord.

In memory of Dominick the blue ribbon of pinwheels to remind us that we can help prevent child abuse.

My New Project - Hopefully Save a life

This week I have taken on a new project. As I have written earlier heroin has become very prevalent in our middle class society. My family and myself are volunteering our time and energy to try to help a young man escape from its clutches. As it is known I have been raising my Granddaughter for the last 10½ years, because my son and his wife are crack addicts. This had to be a family decision, because it would affect all of us. Luckily everyone agreed that it would be worth the effort.

My nephew who is 24 years old and my sister’s only child is facing twenty years in prison if he doesn’t kick the habit. For an addict that doesn’t seem to be enough incentive, he has not been able to stay away from heroin for a two-week time frame. So the offer I made was to be his shadow for a six week time period to start with and to go from there.

These are the rules that have been agreed to:
He had to move out of my sister’s 4400 square foot house and move in with us an 800 square foot house. No more privacy. He sleeps on my couch in the living room and I sleep on the love seat.
He had to give up all driving privileges I would be taking him everywhere he went, therefore he would never be alone.

Thankfully he agreed to it. We are only into our first week and not even into the hard part yet, but I take him to all his court appointments, probation meetings, AA or NA meetings, Doctor appointments and watch him go in and sit in the parking lot until he comes out. Sleeping on the love seat I know when he gets phone calls, if he gets up and anything else that might enter into the picture. I am thankful that so far he has been very open and honest with me and is accepting me so far as being his shadow. We both know that we will get frustrated with one another and at times he will hate me but that’s okay if he can live a life a better life.

Heroin

It seems as of late that every time I turn around another kid is dieing from a heroin overdose or as it is called on the street a “hot pack” (cut with another drug usually prescription). My son now 34 still dealing with his demons and drug issues, his drug of choice was crack. (I’m saying was because I am raising his daughter. When she came into my home 10 years ago I couldn’t allow him to be a part of our lives until he was straight. He still isn’t straight and the last information I got which is about a year old is that he was arrested in Mississippi for operating a Meth Lab. I’m assuming his drug of choice changed.) Now it’s my nephew, he is a heroin addict and is fighting the battle to get clean. It seems that 2 weeks is the maximum he is able to stay straight. He is currently in Drug Court, which is an alternative to prison, and is battling for his life. His last relapse was on Monday and I feel he was reaching out to me and I let him down. He told me he thought that it was a good night for a dirt nap that all anyone would have to fight about is his clothes and bed. I told him laughingly that he wasn’t going to leave me to work alone and let it go.

I know I can’t blame myself and that I have to detach from the situation just like I had to with my own son. It’s not easy you or I always feel that I could have done more to help. This is my sister’s only child; if anything happens to him she will be destroyed. I remember that every time my son was in jail it was a relief that he had a roof over his head, food and was straight.

I don’t know how we can help our children find a better life. I have a 20-year-old daughter that lives at home, works and goes to school in the last month she has lost 6 acquaintances to heroin. This is white middle-class families it is affecting.

Unemployment

50 Best Jobs for Your PersonalityI am 55 years old and have been actively looking for a job for 3 years. I find myself is a very difficult situation. I am a single parent still raising my granddaughter who is 11 and my 20 year old daughter in college. Being low income (very low I work one day a week as a bookkeeper) has an advantage when it comes to my daughter's education, she more than qualifies for a grant and my granddaughter has state health insurance which is the best.

The company I where I worked for 13 years like so many went out of business and being over 50 makes the competitions very stiff. On an average I send out 10 resumes per week and apply personally for 3 to 5 jobs per week. Generally speaking I am over qualified for the job at hand. My second problem in my job search is that I have to make money enough to take over the programs that we qualify as a low income family.

Last fall I decided I would check to see if I qualified for a grant to go back to school, I am eligable for a student loan. Now I'm faced with what happens if I go to school and still can't get a job how do I pay the loan back.

At a younger age I would just go for it, now I'm not sure how to approach it. I do have to make a living and not making a living certainly doesn't do anything for the self esteem. So to date I am still filling out applications, sending resumes and praying alot.

MADD MOTHERS WHAT MESSAGE ARE YOU SENDING

I have a now 20 year old daughter, and let's face it teenagers don't always make wise decisions. Recently my daughter went to a "barn party" where aproximately 20 under-age drinkers attended. She had been there about a half-hour and had drank a half beer, when another girl had an allergic reaction to something she tried at the party, broke in hives and dropped to the ground unable to breathe. The ambulance was called and the kids scattered, all but my daughter and her friend. My daughter and her friend stayed with girl keeping ice on her face and neck, and staying on the phone with 911 giving directions. The ambulance and police got there the girl was rushed to the hospital, EMTs told my daughter another 10 minutes and there wouldn't have been anything they could have done. My daughter and her friend were arrested for "minors in possion" PBTs were given and they blew .015 and .019 respectively. Now .020 is eating a piece of "Little Ceasers Pizza" or using mouthwash and let's not forget in D.A.R.E. they tell you "do the right thing nothing will happen to you". They went to court they both received $325 fines, 40 hours community service, 3 months probation, random pbt testing 3-5 times a week at $10 each time, and random drug testing at $12 each time. Pretty stiff penality for doing the right thing. At least she received a "thank you" card from the girl's parents.

Do you think that anyone from that party will stay and help anyone else? My guess would be no. So, now we are just going to let kids die due to the ignorance of our judicial system? MADD MOTHERS have done some very good things, but in these situations I find it very difficult to say this is right. The organization was founded in effort to save lives, are we that willing to let our young people be left to die due to the enforcement of drinking of a minor.

Dating

At 55 years old I still dream of finding the perfect love, a soul mate. Actually, my heart aches to find love. I have tried internet dating on a couple of sites, only to be disappointed. The disappointment comes from the views on sex. I still or maybe one of the few that think of sex a being a sacred act. I have found that on the websites, that men are making what seems to be a last ditch effort to try everything they have never tried sexually. I don't know if it's male menopause or this is there last chance for all their sexual fantasies.

Personally I find it very difficult to tell someone I don't know all my sexual fantasies. To type something that someone wants to hear so they can masturbate while reading it. I have become so disappointed that this is what sex has been reduce to.

What happened to being so in love with someone that you can't wait to see them, touch them, and kiss them. That when you kiss them everything in your being wants to be with them. Or is that just an old woman's view of what was, when youth and beauty were on your side. I watch my children as they fall in love, young love and am so envious that they're chance of finding real love is so much greater than mine.

Though as each day goes by and my search continues, I find it better to be alone than to be with an superficial love.