Karma or Revenge

I recently had the conversation with my hair dresser about "letting things go".  How many of us see all the bullshit quotes on FB about "Letting Go", "Give your problems over to God", "Put positive energy out there and it will come back to you."  Quite frankly I don't believe it.  I believe that until the issue is resolved there is no letting go.

My son was beat up by an upper class man during a sports banquet.  We did not find out about this until after the evening was over.  No one told me at the banquet while I sat there eating my dinner or while the awards were handed out.  Not one kid said a thing.  Not even my son.  Not until the next morning did I realize the severity of the issue. He did not want me to tell anyone but that wasn't going to happen.  I didn't have to wait though b/c 2 other parents called to tell the school.  How did they know?  Not only did their 2 brave kids tell them (the upper class man threatened everyone) but they had a video.  My sons' friends took videos.  My sons' FRIENDS took videos.

The boy was suspended for 3 and missed his last home ball game, a playoff game where he no doubt would have started.  My son was harassed at school and had to be under watch by the yard duty, 2 devoted and kind friends and a slew of upper class men who knew him since he was young.  The police became involved.

2 parents texted me to say they were sorry about what happened to Zeke. One of the parents TEXTED that their son was totally distraught he did not step in to help.  The other one, who's son was not there, offered kind words.  2 other parents, friends of mine offered emotional support and information.  Their kindness was genuine but there was not much they could do.  Sadly, the boy, his parents, the coaches, no one else, called or lamely texted.

We decided not to press charges.  Here is where I start waiting for the resolution b/c I want TO TAKE SOMEONE DOWN.  This has not changed.  I cannot let it go.  It's still there and has effected my son to the extreme but he is shutting me out.  Typical 16 yr old.

I never thought this day would come.  I have boys.  They are easier...right?  Well, today is the day I declare I really don't like any of them.  The 12 year old, sweet boy, who thinks I am the best, decided today to disagree with everything I said.  The 16 year old hates everyone, wants no roll models and has "so many problems I can never imagine".  The 18 year old is off to college and, is quite frankly, just an asshole.