started this yesterday.. came back and couldn't get in to the blog I had written... just like my life has been, start something and blig... something crawls up and changes it right in front of me... One day almost five years ago I was on the phone with my BFF and got a call that started the life altering pain that I still feel, my son Matt was coming home.. I had not heard from him in five years. I could find him in jails around the country or he would get hospital bills here. I started opening the bills only to find out they were from drug seeking ER visits or for being treated for an overdose...not fun . he came back here for about two weeks and it only got worse...