New Leaf
Well-Known Member
Hello dear friends,
Well. I have gone contrary to my closed door policy. Tornado fell off the wagon weeks ago and didn’t make curfew to her sober living arrangement. She got the boot. I got the call from management and had to deal with that old rollercoaster ride. Tornado did text me, asking if I would help her retrieve her things. I didn’t respond, I was too upset, and yes, angry.
Although she made this mistake, she did not follow her usual pattern of going back to the streets and off the radar.
Something new happened.
She contacted her PO and counselor, fessed up, went back to her court ordered classes. She attended her weekly court hearing and the judge gave her a chance to get back on track, with the stipulation that she find another clean and sober home and follow through with her probation requirements.
She ended up coming up to the house and we talked. It seems that she is trying her best to move forward. She explained to me that she was determined to make things right and she was not on the streets, but staying at a friends house and that it was not a good environment as people were still using there. Despite this, she has remained sober.
Feelings. Lots of feelings.
Here comes the delusional mother.
I confess.
I drove her to that house to pick up her things and brought her home. Temporarily, until her appointment with the clean and sober home.
That appointment was yesterday, and she was accepted. She will go there to live on Friday. Fingers crossed and prayers going up.
She has been waking up early in the morning to go to meetings and classes. She has been coming back in the afternoon. She has been on the phone having animated conversations. I remarked that she has a lot of friends checking in with her and she said for the first time she has reached out to mentors from her meetings and classes and that is making a big difference.
So, here we are at this juncture.
I am hoping that she will continue on this pathway, apprehensive of having her here, but also noting that she is making an effort. Actions speak louder than words.
I am talking regularly with my granddaughter and we are sharing concerns and my thought process. My two well daughters are not happy with this arrangement, fearful that Tornados past history will rear its ugly head again.
Am I crazy? Possibly.
But here I am. Hoping and praying that this time, this time is different. It is, she is showing by her actions so far, that she wants sobriety. It could all change in an instant. I don’t think my love can save her, but I do think a kind gesture of letting her stay here for a couple of days may make a difference. I may be wrong, but I am taking that chance.
Prayers going up that she stays the course this time.
Love to all
Leaf
Maybe “Old Leaf”
Hopefully not.
Sigh
Well. I have gone contrary to my closed door policy. Tornado fell off the wagon weeks ago and didn’t make curfew to her sober living arrangement. She got the boot. I got the call from management and had to deal with that old rollercoaster ride. Tornado did text me, asking if I would help her retrieve her things. I didn’t respond, I was too upset, and yes, angry.
Although she made this mistake, she did not follow her usual pattern of going back to the streets and off the radar.
Something new happened.
She contacted her PO and counselor, fessed up, went back to her court ordered classes. She attended her weekly court hearing and the judge gave her a chance to get back on track, with the stipulation that she find another clean and sober home and follow through with her probation requirements.
She ended up coming up to the house and we talked. It seems that she is trying her best to move forward. She explained to me that she was determined to make things right and she was not on the streets, but staying at a friends house and that it was not a good environment as people were still using there. Despite this, she has remained sober.
Feelings. Lots of feelings.
Here comes the delusional mother.
I confess.
I drove her to that house to pick up her things and brought her home. Temporarily, until her appointment with the clean and sober home.
That appointment was yesterday, and she was accepted. She will go there to live on Friday. Fingers crossed and prayers going up.
She has been waking up early in the morning to go to meetings and classes. She has been coming back in the afternoon. She has been on the phone having animated conversations. I remarked that she has a lot of friends checking in with her and she said for the first time she has reached out to mentors from her meetings and classes and that is making a big difference.
So, here we are at this juncture.
I am hoping that she will continue on this pathway, apprehensive of having her here, but also noting that she is making an effort. Actions speak louder than words.
I am talking regularly with my granddaughter and we are sharing concerns and my thought process. My two well daughters are not happy with this arrangement, fearful that Tornados past history will rear its ugly head again.
Am I crazy? Possibly.
But here I am. Hoping and praying that this time, this time is different. It is, she is showing by her actions so far, that she wants sobriety. It could all change in an instant. I don’t think my love can save her, but I do think a kind gesture of letting her stay here for a couple of days may make a difference. I may be wrong, but I am taking that chance.
Prayers going up that she stays the course this time.
Love to all
Leaf
Maybe “Old Leaf”
Hopefully not.
Sigh