OK, yes, I am stuck on that song lately. Although interestingly enough, the song has been in my head for a month, and now it has actually come to fruition. I am very pressed for time, so I cannot go into much detail, but here it is in a nutshell. difficult child aced phosph, and they wanted to send him home immediately. (Uh hello, he hit me, tried to kill himself, and thought he was God - but what the heck, let's send him home.) Anyway. I refused to let him come back home, and have spent the last 4 days finding a therapeutic placement for him. He leaves tomorrow to go to a therapeutic ranch in Utah. (Where he will have his own horse, but hopefully with a name.) This has been nothing short of a miracle, he actually wants to go. He cried for awhile when I told him, but then actually started sobbing about how much he missed H., which was a first for him.............His only request was that he not be sent to the NW where H. died. I said, deal. He then agreed it was the best decision, and has been almost excited about it ever since. You have no idea how big this is for him. I mean we are talking about Mr Agoraphobia himself, ready and willing to take this all on. And this ranch is all about tough love, you have to actually earn your own pillow - so - um. Yikes. PLEASE, PLEASE pray for me & him. I need/want this to be successful for him. I am undergoing more stress than I ever have before. I know I can do this.............but there are moments I am crumbling. It is my little kiddo going far, far away................I cannot even talk to him on the phone. It is the first of many steps of me detaching and us becoming more of a healthy family. I know. But I also worry about his physical well being, we all know the horror stories. I have had to pick this place, sight unseen, and trust my gut 100%. It is the biggest leap I have ever taken. Hugs to you all, I miss you, and promise I will be back on the board more than I have been, soon.