As many of you know, it has been quite the journey to get Prodigal Son on the right path. We got him through school and he got himself an awesome job in Wyoming. He, and we, are proud of his efforts. Wednesday morning he awakened to his friend (the one that drove the two of them out there--this is VERY important to the story) telling him that he was loading up and going home. Say What??!!! Prodigal Son had to chose on whether to be stranded in Wyoming or load up and come home. He had no car with him and no way to go back and forth to work. So, they are in the process of driving home now. :*( He is so upset and worried that we will be disappointed in him, which I don't understand because it is NOT his fault.
He doesn't know that we know. He has been burning up the phone lines trying to find a job by phone before he gets home. I could cry. If only you could see the text messages he has been sending back and forth with Hubs.....he was going to get us a trip to Cayman to show us how much he appreciated everything we had done....really felt a sense of accomplishment when he got that first check....got his first holiday ham (OK, that one was cute).... I just feel so bad for him. I would say I could kill his friend, but then you would all have it in writing! <
So, why does his friend want to come home, you ask? His parents (he is a few years older than Prodigal Son) paid for his schooling. He can go to work for the family business and not have to WORK AS HARD! He used Wyoming to get them to pay him what he wanted. So, basically, he finally got to leave Ohio and see something else on his parent's dime.
I am still so incredibly proud of Prodigal Son. I am not disappointed in him. I am proud of how hard he works and isn't afraid to do the hard work to get what he wants in life. He HAS turned it around, and for that I am elated!
Thank you for letting me vent. Now, you all need to get on your knees and pray that I am not home when they pull in the driveway! I won't be able to keep from going spazoid on the friend...