Thursday, January 12, 2012

A Sad Night

Dear Life,

How did this boy choose my car to flop on at the grocery store? 10:45 pm....Albertsons parking lot at Atlanta and Magnolia.  All of a sudden a teenage boy kinda flops on my hood and raises his hand at me.  He didn't look like a killer...he looked like a normal teenager out past bedtime and possibly high.  I had Keoni, Kekoa and Kawika with me.  They had just tried out for our church's big singing and dancing production that we have every couple of years.  I asked the boy to come over to my side.  He does.  He asks if he can borrow my phone.  (I'm can't) I ask him why he wants to use my phone.  He said he wants to call his mom.  I asked how old he was.  He said seventeen.  I asked if he was from around here.  He said yeah, he goes to Edison High.  Keoni came out of the store, so I told Keoni to let him use his phone.  The boy fumbles around with it for a few minutes, until I ask him if he wants me to call his mother.  He said I should.  He was shaking...not sure if it was because he was cold or he was high.  I told him to get in the car where it was warm and then I caught a whiff.....he was toasted at the very least.  I called his mom....she was very confused.  I asked if she wanted me to bring him to her...she asked why he was with me.  I finally had to say...your son is messed up....then she agreed.  The kid directed me to his house...and I peppered him with questions on the way.  I asked if he had been drinking.  He said yes.  I asked if he had drunk a lot.  He said yes.  I asked if he was alone drinking. He said no.  I asked if he was at a party.  He said no.  I asked if he was with friends.  He said that was irrelevant.  I guess he was tired of my questions.  I was wondering what my boys thought of this situation.  We got to the boys house and his mother was outside waiting.  I rolled down my window...and she looked in my car and saw my boys.  She asked if my boys know him.  I said "No, we were at the grocery store and your son came up to us.  He was alone."  She went over to him and asked him where his backpack and jacket were.  He said he didn't know.  She said thank you and I said I'm sorry.  I'm just a mom...I hope your son is ok.

Broken heart.  He's not my son.  But he broke my heart.  I was confused as to why his mother didn't seem concerned that her son was out.  ???  I don't know this boy...I don't think I will ever see him again.  But I will pray that he can find a way to be happy without using.  He's too young to start that stuff.  Hug your kids....and be grateful you know where they are.

From...A Mom of Boys!!!


  1. That is sad. And how does she not flip out on him?! The world is a scary place for our children, I can only imagine how it will be when my little ones are teenagers.

    It was a wonderful thing that you did, to take him home. I bet most people would have just left him.

  2. Wow, that must have been very scary for you!! I know from experience that if it's not the first time he's done this, she probably has already been all up in his face about it many times before, explaining the lack of concern or response at the moment especially in front of strangers. Thank God for you and your boys. Had he stumbled upon the wrong person that could have been bad. Life lesson for your boys, close up look at what they should not do. I'm so glad all of you are safe too.

  3. I bet that it was a good life lesson for your sweet boys.
    So sad....what can you do. I am thankful you were there!

  4. That is crazy, how nice of you to drive him home, and make sure he was ok. I wonder why the mom didn't seem more upset?

  5. Wow. Bless your heart for being there for him and being so kind. Who knows what would've happened to him otherwise. So sad...but hopefully a good lesson for your boys.

  6. That is sad. I'm a mom of two boys and I can't imagine them in that situation. Thankfully you were there to help him. So many bad things could have happened! I agree with Salena that maybe she had been through that before and didn't want to react in front of strangers?? :( You are a sweet {and brave} soul. :)


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