Isaiah turns 18 years old today.
The celebration will be subdued. It will be at the residential treatment center. It will be short. We received two incident reports over the weekend regarding his behavior--one of which could still include criminal charges.
This is not how we anticipated celebrating such a milestone birthday with him. At all. It is not how we envisioned ushering in an era of being the parents of an adult.
I was telling Tim how awful I'm feeling about this, and he said, "You're right, these were not our plans for his birthday, but our plan was to be his parents, no matter what. This is just the 'what.'"
We miss our son. We desperately want him to care enough about his own future to make different choices. We are praying for the day that he is able to see himself as we see him: WORTH IT.
In the meantime, we will plan the most special celebration we can. At a facility we never intended on needing. We will take a pot of jambalaya and an applesauce cake. We will wrap up the center-appropriate presents.
We will surround him with love.
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