First and foremost I want to thank you all for your thoughts, prayers, kind words and sharing his picture all over the internet. The man Joseph was with last night left him in a small seaside town in Oregon, very drunk and very alone and according to the police officer, very friendly and respectful.
This has been gut wrenching to us as one may or may not be able to imagine. You try to hold up the positive while your mind thinks this time your child is gone forever.
I cried this morning thinking of all the possibilities that could have happened, I cried for him because he is such a sweet man and yet has so many demons he won't get help.
But I can tell you for this experience, there are wonderful and amazing people that do all they can and then there are those that are the most ugly of society and while I am strong, I wonder about the parents and family members that many not be so.
One woman started off saying how maybe he just wanted to get out and go and that he didn't want to be found and how she had to let her own son go and I understood that and if it was so, all we wanted was to know he was okay. You see, he doesn't own anything but the clothes on his back and has no money...
The next post she was kind, but by her third post she had decided I wasn't who I said I was, I wasn't Joseph's mother, I was making things up. Then she actually had the audacity to look me up and post my blog, this blog to let everyone know how to find me....it got more people interested and looking!
After that she got into my FB account and posted about my college degrees stating I should have been able to help my son more with those. First, my degrees are not in mental health or social work and secondly, I have taken my sons cause all the way to governors office in California at times but you can't help someone who doesn't want help!
You see....he has been in group homes, he has had his own place, he has even over the years had a job....eventually, he always returns to the streets and his family in the town he lives watches out for him!
From there, she attacked me because I had a treadmill for sale and she felt I wouldn't be selling my treadmill if my son was missing....when people die, our lives go on, when someone is missing, our lives go on.
I was called names I won't repeat, I was told I was horrible, he was sighted here or there and I should be headed to go find him in the end, I realized while the internet is a great tool...there are many sad people out there that just want to hurt others.
I finally told this woman to contact the police department I was dealing with, talk to the detective I was dealing with and tell her that she has absolutely nothing to do with the case, beleived I was a hack making up stories and she wanted to know all about the case...WOW!!
It wasn't the things aimed at me, it was how cruel so many people were at others trying to help.
Then, there were many amazing people that stood up and said STOP!!
I am glad I am strong, I am glad I can hold my head up and I am so glad I have people like you that know who I am and helped me by praying!