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The Drive

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The Drive

The drive today so long and weary
Made me feel so helpless and teary

Taking my daughter to a place called Gateway
We had to drop her off, turn, and walk away

She will receive counseling and rehab
Of this I am so very happy yet, so sad

The hardest thing I have ever had to yet
Was walking away and not lose it

Child of mine what do I say, what do I do
This is hard on you but, it's killing me too

This is ultimately for your own good
Please understand I did all I could

Remember my sweet-I love you for forever and a day
I will be thinking of you every minute that you are away

As I look into your tear filled eyes
I turn away beginning to cry
I tell you I love you and say goodbye

*This was written about 4 years ago while on the road to take one of my daughters to rehab
(her name is Shauntelle and she was 14 1/2 at the time) ...it was one of the longest days
of my life...and unfortunately when she was released after being there for almost a year
within a week she was back using. Since then she has been to other rehab facilities and
psychiatric units. It has and will continue to be a long haul.*

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  1. Date: 1/9/2010 1:00:00 AM

    Sad memory. Good poem. I'm so sorry for all you're going through. My prayers are with your daughter and you!

  1. Date: 1/8/2010 3:59:00 PM

    Oh, Doris, I am so sorry about your daughter. It is so hard to see some of the things our children do. (in my case it's the one boy. My girl is perfect. haha). A sincere and heartfelt poem. I wish you a happy evening. LUv, andrea ps by the way, are you ever called dori. My sister is a doris but she uses the nicname!

  1. Date: 1/7/2010 4:37:00 PM

    Of course I have never suffered through a mother's heart and I would not want to. It is hard enough just relating to it through writings like yours. You all are certainly in my prayers. I have asked my good friend St. Theresa "the little flower of Jesus" to pray for you also. You can bet she already is.-Robert

  1. Date: 1/6/2010 10:19:00 PM

    I am so sorry to hear that. It is indeed sad and so difficult to bear. Nicely written poem, Mary. Thank you for sharing. Best wishes, Caroline.

  1. Date: 1/6/2010 6:17:00 PM

    Expressions of a Mother's luv for her stricken child.. prayers to u and her Mary and God tells us with Him all things are possible so place her in God's Hands and u know He will never let u down.. or her either.. I am so thankful my sons never tried substance abuse of any kind to my knowledge and have grown to be their own person..will keep this poem close to my Mothering heart for u... blessings.. luv... Linda-Marie..