My heart aches with worry for my son.  I thought my teen years were turbulent....I went through a lot of shit:
my father dying of cancer
getting raped
getting pregnant
having an abortion
various heartaches with boyfriend
one of my best friends committing suicide

I was glad to put those years behind me and I knew happiness for the first time in my 30's when I became a mother.

But now my son's life has so much heartache in it.  I am fearful for him because he, like most teen boys, can make poor decisions when upset/angry/hurt/betrayed.  He's all three tonight.  At least he's not driving...he's out with friends.

I swear I worry more lately than I knew was humanly possible.  I just want him to be safe, to be okay.  I guess that's what we all want for our kids, that and happiness. 

God, if you are there, please please please keep watch over him.