I’m trying to find a name for this stage of the journey, where hope and reality bob and weave in the boxing ring of dealing with addicted adult children. One two gut punch-dazed for a bit, get back to your corner Leafy. Get out of the ring Leafy. You all have been such a lifeline in that corner and I am grateful.
It is hard Deni, what can we do when we do not have control over any of it? Go back to what has helped me all along-writing here, finding mentors who have battled challenges in their lives and come out of it, shake it off. The reality is that my two waywards will choose as they do and I can love them and also let go and let God. That’s the tricky part for me, navigating connecting then pulling back when stuff hits the fan. I do feel that each time I am a bit better at picking up the pieces. I have to be, not just for myself, but for my grands and well children.
Hopefully she will see that the work she put in is worth it. I mentioned to her when she was sober that it was hard work, but living on the streets chasing that high seemed much harder. She agreed that it is. Thank you so much for your prayers and love, it means so much.
Leaf
