A tough memory

Early one morning, when my son was a teenager, I got a call from a police officer. They’d arrested him. My husband and I met them on location where I saw my son sitting in the back of a police car. It was one of the worst days of my life. It was too hard to even look at him.

He had been with another kid he didn’t know well. Together they “tagged” a high school.

That evening I painted this. It pretty much explained what I was feeling at the time.

Today, my son is a loving husband and father. I count my blessings every day!


Weekly Photo Challenge – Danger

2 thoughts on “A tough memory

  1. I think all of us who survived our children’s teen years have memories like this. And yes, they account for some of the worst, scariest days of our lives, but now we can look back and sigh a sigh of relief … maybe even pat ourselves on the back … they came out alright after all! 🙂

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