I received a phone call from a very distraught Sammy tonight. I was not anxious to talk to him since the last time I saw or heard from him almost three weeks ago, he was spewing venom at me, telling me he hated me, and never wanted to come home again.

My how things have changed. Sammy was upset with some of the things going on in his foster home. If I am to believe his version of events (which I don’t) someone has done several destructive things, and framed him for them. I’m not being hard hearted, this is a recurring theme with Sammy.

However, he did express some real emotion, was tearful through the conversation, and did decide to “get real” about some feelings he was having. This is a horrible time of year for all of us. With the anniversary of our abuse investigation, the loss of his “brother and sister” and his adoption anniversary all falling in this time frame, it is hard. Add in starting his high school year and not living with his family, and puberty, you have a kid full of emotions. He also just saw the kids that we lost in a coincidental meeting which has brought these emotions more to the surface than they would be otherwise.

Fortunately, we have a psychiatrist appointment next week, because I am concerned about some comments that Sammy made and the level of distress that he displayed.

Sammy’s call today reinforces what I have been saying about him in the past couple of team meetings. Sammy is “happy” in the situation that he is in. He knows that his dad and I are here to catch him when he falls, but family relationships are too difficult for him on a day to day basis. Sammy calls me when he is upset like this and needs someone to “vent” to. In some ways he probably thought I would take his side and feel sorry for him, but I know my son too well to believe his version of the story. That does not mean that I can’t feel for his other, true, emotions. I understand his pain and his loss. He had also built up hope that he would see the kids at another event sponsored by the foster care organization. The fact that they were not there was more than he could handle right now.

I am happy to know that my son knows he can turn to me when he needs to talk. That may be the best I ever get.

To be continued….

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