This brought tears to my eyes! My beautiful daughter is going into a rehab. program this week. At present it will be a 3 wk. in house followed by outpatient, unless once she is there the assessment warrants longer. As you are aware, alcohol's greed took so much from her father up to and including his life. She has had a really tough time accepting his death! (Which is no excuse to drink) I've approached this differently as I've learned what to do and not to do. This poem pretty much sums up what I have been trying to tell her. She has so much to be thankful for and we know the potential losses can be enormous on the path she's been going down. She took the initiative and entered this program on her own. Silent prayers have been going up, up, up that this will help. It was hard enough to watch alcohol do so much damage to my ex.AH, but thought of loosing a child in the same manner is just plain painful!
this is really nice, I live in a downtown of a major city, I see people with disablities, homeless, mentally ill. I always think about how can I complain where there are people that are worst off.
Pappy, when I put things in their right prospective, I have no good reason to whine... doesn't mean I won't from time to time, but then I hear or see something, someone and graditude sweeps over me...
And I have to remind myself... I wouldn't wish my life on any one else, but I wouldn't want to trade it for any one else's either. It's mine.
