Settling in to the idea of the change,..the respite

wow....it took a number of hours,...but I've realized that I've already breathed out a bit....in a good way. I know that you who have had a child of yours in rehab/treatment, or sadly, even in jail,...can relate to what I mean in feeling that you're having some type of break....some peace of mind. D texted me while I was out Christmas shopping this afternoon,...that he'd arrived, was met by someone at the airport, from where he's going for treatment. After that, I haven't heard a word,...I know that he has to give them his phone and they'll put it in a safe for him. Hopefully, it's all going well. I finished shopping, went and got some food for dinner,.....came into the house and realized that I'm now already feeling a bit lighter....just kind of free. My husband jokingly said...."look at me....putting my wallet & keys right here" (in a basket on top of the 'frig. where he always used to put them)....meaning, not hiding them. I know, that is a commentary on a way to live that is pathetic and that no one should be doing....in an adaptation to addiction...oh how I know. Anyway, for today, I am very thankful....that D decided to go to treatment(again) and knows how much he needs help. Believe me, if you knew him...you'd know how much he wouldn't be doing this unless HE wanted to. We realize oh too well how much this is a very small part of his recovery and even more so,...it's the "easy" part, being clean and working on recovery in a structured environment. But for now, I am grateful for the break for us, and continue to pray for him to "get it" this time,...enough to make his recovery his number one priority.