Habits

Maggie, this is first-class. Yes, habit counts. For instance, this writer has a stepson who just got out of prison after two years one year ago now. This writer, his technical stepfather encouraged him to go to tech college to study agricultural business. He is bright; emotional abuse by his birth father led to his drug and alcohol abuse that landed him in prison. Anyway, the hope was prison provided a wake-up call; when he got out, this writer encouraged him to go to tech college for ag business, since he grew up on a farm with his birth father and his mother, my wife now. Your humble servant here bought him a new computer, a new printer, and provided tuition money. He went for a year; now he is back to his old habits. We hardly see him so we do not know if the alcohol and drugs are back. He says he is within one or two courses of getting his Associates in Ag Business, so he says. However, he may have done something to get kicked out of the school. He has a temper. This fall, he threw a chair, literally, at his mother, my wife, which cut her foot and left her crying. He stormed out of our house yelling before I could get up the steps from the back yard to the deck where my wife stood bleeding and crying. At this point, he gets no more sympathy from me. He must change his habits; throwing a chair at his mother, my wife, clinched the deal with him for this writer. He must prove big time to me now that he is worth my time, concern; he better not throw chairs again.