That is what my 8 year old grandson said to me last week as we were packing him up to spend  the summer with his  father in Georgia. I almost forgot to pack his Legos. He then went on to say that he would miss me, and I am to remember that he has a birthday coming up in July.  I said I would not forget. We were double packing, for the summer months with his father and packing up his things for moving out of our home that weekend as he and his mother will no longer be living with us. As he was leaving I asked him Now remember -what do you do when you have a very terrible, yucky, awful day? He smiled at me and said I give it to God. His father was floored by that statement.  He mumbled something about making sure he would be going to church with him. I said nothing to that statement. Boy, have I come a long way..

AD moved out last weekend with not too much drama. She left only one box of clothes and returned to pick them up by Tuesday.  She is living 2 hours away in another state and for now she does have a job. She will have a sentence passed on her for the two counts of simple assault (one on a police office, the other on her employer) and drunk and disorderly sometime in July.  There is a good possibility she will get some jail time. We will not be there at the sentencing.  We will be vacationing in another state for all of July and if we really like what we see there, we intend to come back here, put the house up for sale and move.  I am looking forward to the vacation as this will be the first time in many, many years we have not scheduled something around an ongoing court crisis of hers.  I did not cry as she stood there and said, Well, this is it. I tried so hard to see the sweet little girl we loved so much I barely recognize her as she stood that day. The alcohol is starting to take a toll on her looks.  What a waste.

Took me two hours to clean up her room as she left a lot of trash behind.  I got through that pretty well. Actually felt pretty cathartic. Since last Saturday, we have refinished a bathroom, painted his old room and tossed out the new rug that was put into her room that she destroyed. Being busy has been the best tonic for both me and my husband. The locksmith will be here tomorrow to change the front door locks.

I have not cried. I am really not sure how I feel. I slept very well this week and we are enjoying the peace and quiet. Made two meetings and just sat there, not contributing much. Just feeling nothing.  Maybe that is my new normal  LOL?

I will be on this site from time to time, and I still need my meetings. Thanks to all for your support, expressions of hope and experience as I could not have gotten thru this past year without Al Anon and my MIP Family!

Have a wonderful Holiday weekend!!!!