Terry
This is my son Terry, and his best friends, Pach and Matt. Dont they look like the type boys you'd want to keep away from your daughters?  *laughs*  You'd not guess from just looking at them that they are great kids, very intelligent, with a lot of potential. I love them all very much.

He is so smart, and so funny, and so sweet, kind, loving, and sensitive.  And I'm sure I dont tell him near as much as I should how very much I love him. Or how important he is in my life. But I hope he knows anyway. He never fails to amaze me, that no matter what situations I put him into, and what mistakes I make in our life. He always seems to bounce back and recover. He's a great kid. I want so much to give him a normal life, but with a mom like me, I'm not even sure what "normal" is. He is often moody, angry, and sad. I'd do anything to see him happy. And here I am, a healer... and I dont even have a clue how to help my own son.

I had him 8 days after I turned 19, and it has been quite a struggle to raise him on my own mostly. But it's also been the most rewarding experience of my life. I think like most parents I try to do the best I can for him, love him, shelter him, protect him, but not over baby him, and hope some how with all the mistakes I've made and will continue to make, some how he will still grow up to be a good, kind, responsible human being....

That's the best any of us can do as parents.
I thought it was finally time to update some information on Terry. We've moved several times over the past year, yet he's still managed to stay best friends with Pach and Matt. We're living in Livingston, he's made alot of new friends here, and has girls ALL over him! We cantwalk into a store with out at least 2 girls coming up and hugging him. And it's so funny to see the shy ones hiding,but hear them saying... OMG... there's Terry Jones!  LOL He is absolutely a wonderful big brother to Alexis. There are many times he is the only one that can get her to sleep with out any problem. He's doing great in school, and seems to be adjusting well. He's a good kid....

What can I say?  I'm blessed....

My goodness how things have changed. I'm not sure where I lost total control, but I did. My son is 18. An addict. No longer allowed in my home because of the way he's spent the past years abusing me, cussing me, screaming at me, and lastly stealing from me, and my mom. Dear God be with him. Let him find his way to getting help, before it's too late.
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