Why Am I Still Counting and Rolling Pennies?

I used to wish that my son had graduated from High School and gone on to attend college so I could say he had done a few petty things. But I can't. Jay is a 10-year-old mischievous and happy kid who feels unwanted after overhearing a conversation. He refuses to go to school and fights. Straight talk cannot deter him from what lies ahead. After losing his grandparents, no one was left to help turn his life around.

I began to knock at my son's bedroom door and opened it to go inside. I was not ready to accept a twelve-inch steak knife from him. Echoing the words "I can't do it." After escorting him to the emergency room for a holdover until a bed became available in the mental ward. He was released from the hospital within seventy-two hours. It took him going into 7-Eleven behind the counter stealing cigarettes, coffee, and a lighter for the Judge to have him committed. He is currently about to be released I made a deal: give me until September 1, 2024. He accepted the deal. I have until then to show him that I still care. I don't have time to make any deadlines.

After more than ten Hospital stays and putting my life on hold. HE'S TIRED AND WEARY. HE'S READY TO GO TO NEW BIRTH MBC WITH ME. WATCH GOD. His mind is going to return, His smile is going to return, and he is going to be a mighty man of God