ANOTHER DAY . . . .

ANOTHER DAY . . .  of waking up and laying there knowing you're going to be in trouble but not knowing why.  Holding your breath as you climb out of the safety of your bed.  Quietly making your way to the bathroom before it hits.  When you're done and you open the door to go out, she's standing there, waiting just to yell at you for not picking up the clothes on the floor.  The clothes that aren't even yours.  I know it seems silly and simple, but not when it's just ANY reason to get mad at you.  It all builds up.  Some days you just want to sleep forever, it's the only time you can escape.

IF YOU . . .

IF YOU read this blog and have some positive comments we would love to hear from you.  We're on this journey together.  Write Tucker a note encouraging him to hold on, keep fighting, we care for you and love you.  He will read this, in the end, and he will know then how much we truly love him.

THE STORY OF A TEN YEAR OLD BOY . . .

THE STORY OF A TEN YEAR OLD BOY struggling to get through his days filled with pain, fear and wondering "why".  Always asking himself "Why does she hate me?".

    This wonderful little boy needs help.  He wakes up every morning wondering what's going to happen that day, trying to guess what he did "wrong". He fights to find his voice to plead for help, and finding the harder he tries the worse it gets.  His hope is slowly dying away and he's feeling like there is no end to the pain. At every turn, his efforts are thwarted and he deals with the angry tirade that inevitably comes. 

. . . to be continued