Hi all! I know again I don’t get here as often as I’d like but I’ve spent the morning catching up on most of your posts I do follow along as much as I possibly can. Today is the day son comes home from his six months in long-term residential rehab. He has made some excellent progress he had one slight relapse and put himself into relapse recovery mode immediately. The more joyous news I have to share is the girlfriend is gone gone gone gone ! Ironically as we suspected she refused to give his belongings back she was holding them hostage and manipulating him so we basically had to show up at the house call the police and have them involved with getting his property returned. Clearly even though her mother is a police officer she’s not a very good one Nora she a very good role model for her children the house stinks of pot and my son finally revealed to us that all they do is sit in the basement and smoke pot clearly we knew that was happening which is why he was staying there prior to getting into his detox and rehab program but it feels good to know that we weren’t imagining what wasn’t real. I really don’t know what kind of parent allows the kids to do that. It is a shame but again not my circus not my monkey. We moved and are settling in of course new homes take a lot more work than we all imagine but things are progressing nicely the backyard was set up for the rest of summer so we enjoyed the pool and backyard patio barbeques while we are painting and decorating the interior. I have excepted a new position that I start September 10 I have time off work from now until September 10 to help settle back into the routine of having son at home and getting him into the routine of his aftercare. He will be attending high school to finish he will be applying to college he’s decided to go into an electrical program with the bridge to University for a PNG either in civil or electrical engineering that is his focus and his goal. He will have a transition supposed care program follow up from his rehab, he will have continued DBT therapy, he will have school he will be looking for a part-time job and he will have family therapy. That’s a lot to get organized. My emotions are all over the place and I try not to get into my own head. Too much To fear too much to be frightened of one day at a time mama is what I keep telling myself you’ve got this. But funny even as I write this it makes me tearful with fear because we all know what can happen and where this can go after rails so easily. I think of you all and I follow your posts as much as possible once again this form has kept my sanity through these past turbulent times. I don’t think any of us would be where were at with my son if I have not found this site. I will keep you all posted I promise to try and be here more frequently.