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My A son called last night. It was rather early but for some reason I was asleep in bed and didn't even hear the phone ring in my room. That's a first! My husband told me this morning that he called and was drunk. He was getting ready to go to sleep IN HIS TRUCK! That would have completely ruined my good night's sleep. I had to set a boundary with him on Sunday that he could no longer have visitation with his girls at my house. He is married but she must have told him he cannot come home if he is drinking. Hubby said "I guess you know he is headed down a dangerous path"...DUH!!!!!! "Yes, B, I have know that for many years". "What are we going to do?" "We are not going to do anything...there is nothing we CAN do"
I also saw a text from him that I saw this morning. I am not responding to it. I am dealing with my mom with Alzheimer's disease. She thinks she just found out I was her daughter last week. It is so sad but she is the one I need to concentrate on now.
There is something I heard a while back here on the boards that someone said. That when their alcoholic mom had finally gotten sober, the daughter asked her what she could have done differently to make her mom get sober years before. The mom said to her: Nothing, there was nothing you could have said, done, or did to make me stop. Maybe you didn't hear the phone for a reason, gave you a good nights sleep so you could help you mom :) Take care ;)
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Let go and let God...Let it be... let it begin with me...
One useful tool my sponsor told me was to turn off my phone at night. What a miracle you did not hear it ring. You needed your sleep.
I am very sorry to hear about your mothers Alzheimer's. I have not had that experience with a parent. I cannot imagine how difficult that would be. I just wanted to send you some prayers and loving thoughts through this difficult time.
You did great with your son. You set a boundary and stuck to it. They are in place for us not for the addict. I am so sorry about your Mom. There's a reason they call it The Long Goodbye. I remember when my Dad had dementia and he didn't remember who I was it broke my heart. I just had to remind myself that he was still my Dad and I knew that he loved me, even if he didn't know who I was anymore. Prayers for you my friend. Much love and blessings to you and your family.
Live strong,
Karilynn & Pipers Kitty
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