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<blockquote data-quote="New Leaf" data-source="post: 739963" data-attributes="member: 19522"><p>I thought that with recent park closings that I might be seeing Rain again, and yesterday she stopped by sons paddling practice. She waited patiently for me to finish what I was doing. I could tell something was bothering her by the look on her face. I asked her if she was okay, she nodded. I grabbed her and gave her a big hug and told her that I loved her, always have, always will. She leaned in, different than her usual stiffening up and pulling away. I held on to her for a long time. It has been years since I have been able to hug her like that. </p><p>She asked about her sister, if I had heard from her, spoke a bit about the jail situation. Rain explained that Tornado was “not herself” had crossed lines with <em>her</em> <em>boyfriend</em>, a betrayal, they argued and Tornado was defiant, unapologetic. Rain went on to say that Tornado blames everyone for her problems, that she is old enough to know better. She said she had been riding her bike all day, thinking about things, how she is tired of how her boyfriend treats her, tired of the raids at the park and constantly having to move things, being with people she cannot trust. I told her that all of that seemed like it was way more work than living a conventional life, that she was smart and capable, and she doesn’t deserve to be mistreated. I didn’t mention drugs or rehab.</p><p>She knows.</p><p>She didn’t ask to come home and it took every ounce of strength not to offer that. As much as I say it won’t happen, it is so difficult to see her hurting. I know deep down in my heart that I cannot have her live with us. She needs to get into treatment, work through her issues. That will not happen in my home. </p><p>There was a piece in the newspaper about agencies working with the homeless in the parks they are closing, offering services. I do hope she will take that step. </p><p>Rather than being sad and letting my spirits sink, I am trying to see this as a sort of break through, a softening. I am wondering if the shock of her sisters antics have shown her how far off the rails one can go on meth.</p><p>Hopefully, this will be a pivot point for Rain. She will need to figure that out, what she wants out of life.</p><p>In the meantime, I will hold on to the miracle of that long hug, and continue to pray for her to find her way.</p><p>Leafy</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="New Leaf, post: 739963, member: 19522"] I thought that with recent park closings that I might be seeing Rain again, and yesterday she stopped by sons paddling practice. She waited patiently for me to finish what I was doing. I could tell something was bothering her by the look on her face. I asked her if she was okay, she nodded. I grabbed her and gave her a big hug and told her that I loved her, always have, always will. She leaned in, different than her usual stiffening up and pulling away. I held on to her for a long time. It has been years since I have been able to hug her like that. She asked about her sister, if I had heard from her, spoke a bit about the jail situation. Rain explained that Tornado was “not herself” had crossed lines with [I]her[/I] [I]boyfriend[/I], a betrayal, they argued and Tornado was defiant, unapologetic. Rain went on to say that Tornado blames everyone for her problems, that she is old enough to know better. She said she had been riding her bike all day, thinking about things, how she is tired of how her boyfriend treats her, tired of the raids at the park and constantly having to move things, being with people she cannot trust. I told her that all of that seemed like it was way more work than living a conventional life, that she was smart and capable, and she doesn’t deserve to be mistreated.[I] [/I]I didn’t mention drugs or rehab. She knows. She didn’t[I] [/I]ask[I] [/I]to[I] [/I]come home and it took every ounce of strength not to offer that. As much as I say it won’t happen, it is so difficult to see her hurting. I know deep down in my heart that I cannot have her live with us. She needs to get into treatment, work through her issues. That will not happen in my home. There was a piece in the newspaper about agencies working with the homeless in the parks they are closing, offering services. I do hope she will take that step. Rather than being sad and letting my spirits sink, I am trying to see this as a sort of break through, a softening. I am wondering if the shock of her sisters antics have shown her how far off the rails one can go on meth. Hopefully, this will be a pivot point for Rain. She will need to figure that out, what she wants out of life. In the meantime, I will hold on to the miracle of that long hug, and continue to pray for her to find her way. Leafy [/QUOTE]
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