Maybe we could just play it by ear?
It is best to be prepared. To do that, you and Jabber need to be on the same page, and you need to know why you have made the choices you have, or intend to, make. What is the objective?
Time, positive, strengthening, joy filled time with your child.
Each of us here on the site will have a different take on how to make the irreplaceable option of spending quality time with your son happen. My take is that you should do this. If it goes badly, so what.
This is your son.
Your objective here is to help him see and choose a better way to live his life. He may not make the choice you are comfortable with.
That is your son.
Take the risk. Spend the time. Prepare as best you know
and that has everything to do with you and with how you see what you are trying to accomplish with him. There would be nothing wrong, and everything right, with telling your son you are so happy he is coming, and you are looking forward to it, and you are serving every food he likes and you cannot wait to see him. Along with that, if you and Jabber can understand that turning your son out of the house was a parenting decision. It is not a punishment. It is a last, desperate attempt to help him turn his life around while he is still young enough to do that without permanently affecting the course his life will take.
You do not get to control what he chooses.
What you can do is to say something like: "Because living here with us was not helping you steer a good course for your life, we still believe setting you free in the world is the best way to help you see why your highest good would be education and preparation for career. That is why you must return to the apartment we loved you too much not to pay for during the Winter months. Every time you come here to spend time with us, you will have to return to whatever life you have chosen for yourself that same night. If you have chosen life on the streets, we will return you to the streets that same night.
We love you too much to stand by and do nothing.
This is what we have decided to do, and you, and your future, are too important to us for us to change our minds unless we see a better way to help you.
To clarify: You need to make better choices, and I know that one day you will. But until that happens, though we love you, we will not support the lifestyle you are choosing. I don't know what will happen next Winter, but if we can manage to love you enough to let you take those consequences and grow from it, we are not going to pay for another apartment, ever. We are learning how to be tough enough to help you.
This is your time to take your life in a different direction than the one that seems so attractive to you, now.
Time passes in the snap of a finger.
You are 20.
One day, you will wake up 30. Do you want to be 30, living the hand to mouth existence. That is a question only you can answer, because you are the person in charge of where you will take your life.
We are doing our level best to help you see why you need to turn this thing around.
You will never spend the night at home, never do your laundry here, never blah, blah, blah, until we see healthy change in your choices.
We love you too much to watch you self-destruct, and we most certainly are not going to help you do it.
You were raised better.
Stuff like that.
You and Jabber have to squelch those feelings of guilt or responsibility for where your son is taking his life.
This is not a game.
You are behaving in the only possible way responsible parents who have tried everything else already can, in good conscience, behave. Keep your tears away from his sight. As far as he can know, you love him so much and you are totally committed to detachment parenting.
I am sorry this is happening, but if you are strong now, this may work.
In the interim, have him over all the time; love him, love him, love him.
But for his sake, stick to your guns. This will be harder than you know, right now. You will have to become very strong inside to fight through how all this leaves you feeling about yourselves.
I have had to do these same kinds of things, and it broke something in me. But my kids are standing up. My grandchildren are standing up.
The broken thing in me is still broken.
But I don't care.
The kids are doing better.
I am sorry for the pain of it. None of us wanted this for our kids or ourselves. But it is what it is. You have tried every other way.
Your son is young. You have time. You can change your mind, have him home, anytime.
Whatever you decide to do, we are right here with and for you both.
Your son is a fortunate young man.
Cedar