My son has had a big personality since the day he was born. I am
convinced that he is the way he was from that moment until this, and
probably will be until the day he no longer inhabits this planet.
That said, like all of us, he is not without issues. He seems to be
suffering from depression, and has also developed a penchant for meth.
I feel so blessed that he has decided to take the bull by the horns and
check himself into treatment at Hazelden, one of the best facilities in
the world, so I know he's in good hands!
The heartbreaking part of this all is the toll it has had on his wife
and children, who have moved out of the house, and it is still sort of
up in the air as to the future of their relationship. She is now saying
she is still going ahead with the divorce, but I'm still holding out
hope. Time will tell... I don't want to lose her as much as he doesn't,
and as much as she tells me I won't be, it will never be the same. That
makes me really, really, really sad.
My hope is that Andy gets it together and becomes the best
husband/father ever, they fall in love all over again, and they both
live happily ever after.
