Trying to stay strong.
As I said in my last entry I live with my mother. It's nice other than the fact she tries to take over sometimes and she still treats me like I am 5. My boyfriends mother lives about 2 hours from us so she doesn't get to see her grandson much. Taylors mom use to do drugs for years but is now clean and has been for 6 years, but my mom thinks she has "addict behavior". I total trust his mom but I don't feel like fighting with mine about where and who Triston can see. He is my son and I am free to do whatever I want with him. If i want him to get a tattoo will (i wouldnt don't worry). I am happy that my mom and I are getting along better but for the past few weeks we seem to be slipping back into our old ways.
My dad is overseas in Afganistain for work and won't be back til December most likely.I miss him so much but it seems that I am the only one who does. He calls on Skype every weekend and I am the only one who talks to him. I have already gone through this with my oldest brother while he was in the Marines and I hate that I am going through it again.
God is keeping my stong and thankful for every morning I wake up with my sweet child. Im so happy to have such a blessed family to keep me from falling.