I dropped her off at the airport this morning.
After our "this is about my recovery..." talk, she changed her tone to "what do I have to do to come home...?"
Blasted emotions, I hate this ride!
I'm in dire need of some "me" time to focus on my desired outcomes. The promise I made to myself is that I will consider my child and myself over the long term (1 year, 5, 10 and 20 year time horizons).
This sucks! However, it is part of life and I consider this moment an opportunity for my growth. I look to God's infinite wisdom to guide me and give me strength. This is all part of molding me into the person I NEED to be.
As I said before: I'm tired, but resolute.
Thank you all for your support. You may be strangers, but kindred spirits.
God bless us all.