Tomorrow afternoon we are having a sort of family conference. This whole thing has become so very ugly. I never would have dreamed of such scenarios,...and it's all instigated by my older son! It's like he's snapped. But at least he’s willing to come over and talk it out with us and his brother. I’m grasping on to any sign of hope now.

I'm going to take a valium. Believe me, I never take those things...but I have a feeling I'll need it tomorrow. If anyone has any prayers left…I could use them.
Thank you.