July 2, 2007 8:02am CST
I'm sick with worry although he's probably fine. He's 19 so he thinks he's an adult and can do whatever. I've told him that as long as he lives under my roof, he'll abide by my rules. He has a cell phone so he doesn't have an excuse as to why he couldn't call me. Needless to say, I didn't sleep much last night. He's basically a good kid and doesn't pull this kind of stunt, so I'm baffled. I just wish he would call me and let me know he's ok. I could call him, but he won't answer the phone. My mom always told me that I would get paid back for the things I put her through. Boy was she right! Not that I was a bad kid, but I did the same thing and got kicked out for a couple of months. The difference was, I didn't have a phone and couldn't get to one until daylight. I was stuck in the situation, but I'm the one who put me there. Signed: One worried mom!