This book, has helped me through the early part of my son’s return from a psychiatric facility. I have posted about it before. 🙂 Here. Fixed the giveaway form loader. Tweet #fighting4answrs
Today. For example. Was pretty darn good. David met goals at school. Then when the weather wasn’t cooperating didn’t argue when we told him he had to stay inside. When the weather cleared, he played basketball by himself for a good hour, until it was time to come in. When he had to come in for supper, he did so without argument. At bedtime, he took his medication, a shower and went to bed with no complaint. I may get frustrated with him, but I am also incredibly proud of him. So today I gave him a hug. Like always. I kissed his forehead as I tucked him in. When I checked on him just now, I whispered in his ear. You are my beloved Son; with you I am well pleased. ~ Mark 1:11. I may cry. I may feel anger, disappointment, and everything else that comes with raising
Today I woke up, with a spring in my step. I realized something as I left on the trek to get David. I am at peace. I felt an incredible sense of peace when I realized that. It was inspiring. As I felt this, I was crossing the dam near our home. Headed south west into Montana. I don’t know how to put it into words. But it was like all of a sudden, the troubles of the past week were lifted from my shoulders. Does that mean I think everything is going to be golden with David’s return home? Not on your life. But I also realize that there are some things that are outside of our control. Trying to control David is like trying to figure out how a tornado works. You have good intentions, but very little chance of success. An early warning system is ever elusive.