Tamera Renee

It is 11:40 at night and I am tired. Tired of dealing with the internet. The internet is an awesome invention for us. When I was in 8th grade there just wasn't anything like it. As I have stated before I am trying to embrace technology. Tonight my son informed me that he has been instant messaging with a man in his 40's. He annouced this just before we were about to go to the "Youth Mass" followed by an Ice Cream Social for the kids and a talk by a "Cyber Police Officer" talking about the sexual predator solicitation going on in "Instant Messaging" and "My Space". Ya think it was divine intervention or what? Ok that was rhetorical! Here is the worst of it, when I talked with my son later tonight about this he said "mom why would a man want to be a sexual predator to a boy?" Maybe not in those exact words but pretty close. I wanted to bow my head and cry. I am on it! What ever it takes I am on it. The sorry thing is that you have to tell your sweet innocent children about the ugliness of the world. That sucks!