My Sweet Boy

I have three grown children, but the youngest one has always had the most difficult time holding on to  happiness. As I write this he is divorced, single, unemployed and living in our in-law apartment. This is the third time he has needed to live at home, the second time since his divorce, and it has been a struggle for him to resist the despondency and depression that comes with losing a job, losing a fiancee, and having to take whatever job comes along just to be able to make enough money to pay child support to an ex-wife who has nothing but contempt for him, and is relentless about making him pay, no matter what his circumstances. However, things may be starting to turn around for him. He has a son whom he adores and who absolutely adores him, in spite repeated attempts by his ex-wife to poison their son's feelings for him. It stuns me that anyone could be so cruel while insisting that she is only trying to "protect her son".  I won't go into the things she does to undermine the relationship, except to say that in spite of them, my son is starting to regain his health and emotional strength. I am cautiously optimistic for the first time in years.