We can let go of others with love, and love ourselves without guilt.
People who know about my addicted son, missing now for going on 9 years, wonder how I can be happy with my life and live in joy and peace like I do. They wonder why I do not "look for him", and when I say "...and when I find him, then what?" they don't get it.
I love my son dearly, but I learned years ago that I cannot save him, so each morning I say a prayer and turn his care over to God, then I live my life well and embrace the joy and beauty of each day.
No guilt for me. I didn't cause it, can't cure it and can't control it. I tried my best for far too long and I finally let go because to hang on would have killed me.
I can love my son and feel no guilt that I live well today in my recovery. I can only pray that one day he finds his own.
Thanks for the reminder to be grateful for all this recovery had brought me, LMN.
Hugs