Thanks for the post today. My son is back in rehab and calling me and feeling scared. It takes me a while to recover after each phone call. I have heard that phrase before, about getting out of the way of our higher power, but it seems I need it pounded into my head over and over again. I am such an enabler, it breathes through my pores. When I start feeling bad, I tell myself that he is ill. Would I deny him help because he had cancer? It just so happens that the illness he has is compounded when it interacts with my illness. Someone else can get through to him and help him. I am too ill myself. Thanks again for the reality check.
krhea