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Omg, waiting for the other shoe to fall...... The story of my life. It is hard to be joyful when you immediately think of the "other shoe". I obviously don't need tell you. I have been praying - and praying and praying - for God to intervene in my son's life and to PLEASE release me from the financial and emotional burden of my son's life. I have caved during this time - and I have been strong enough to not pay his rent or his phone bill - and even though I knew he would become homeless in the cold. I started taking Ativan (prescribed but not normally taken) - just enough to take the panic off and allow me to function and work. And I prayed. His "last night" in the room he has lived in was supposed to be Monday - then Tuesday - then today - and each reprieve was like a huge sigh, even if only for a night. Yesterday - he told me that a couple he initially met when he moved to the town where he currently lives - agreed to help him take his things to a storage shed - and today, the wife called to say that she and her husband talked - and they offered my son a room in their house temporarily to help him get back on his feet and stay off the streets. Can you believe it? I am immensely grateful. And I'm trying very very hard not to think about that other shoe..... Still praying.