Originally Posted by
Katchie 
I'm suppose to write a "love letter" from home that he will be given during the retreat.
Ugh. Perhaps practice your detachment with love on paper? And that's your letter? Lay it down for him in writing. There's his "love letter". Also, I'm calling bullsh*t bigtime on the only time he drinks is at night when he's lonely and missing his family. Good grief. Yes, the only time he drinks is bc it's raining... bc it's not raining... bc the sun is shining... bc it's cloudy...