RecoveringEnabler, I wanted to tell you. It worked, more or less. After he got thrown out of where he was living he came home for an hour or two. There was some drama, not much.
He left like a man. No begging. No insulting. No blaming. Just, he left.
He did not tell me what was next. I did not ask where he was going. I did not call to see if he was okay.
He left to take his next steps as an adult. On his own. Confident. His head high. No clinging to my skirts (OK, nightgown) nor me to him.
He looked bedraggled, rough around the edges/a little bit wild eyed. Certainly, as if he needed medication.
But more a man, than 2 weeks ago, and much more a man than 2 months ago.
Thank you.
