The visit went well today. I think I actually got some of the compassion back for him as a person. I had detached so much from the addict, I was lacking compassion for him as a person. After listening to him talk about how he wants to take care of us and not hurt us anymore, I feel like theres a chance he means it. But its still gonna be actions, not words when he gets out. He talked about how he and another "old guy" there helped decorate the tree, how they both cried. How he helped give out the gifts, how good it made him feel inside, and how he never wants to go back to the old life, and never wants to go back to prison either.
I'm still guarding my heart, and still plan on writing the letter to set boundaries. But I'll go to sleep tonight with a little compassion in my heart, instead of being so cold.
Merry Christmas everyone!