He just hopped into his dad’s van. They are on their way back to the military academy.
I’m too tired to write anything that makes sense.
All I want to do is yell…
My poor, lost child is struggling through life.
This is so sad. It hurts.
Please, God, protect him.
I just want him to come out on the other side of these struggles alive.
That’s all I have in me tonight.