Decided to stay the night with son at hospital. He's sleeping. I'm so thankful he was allowed to stay here. It's going to be a long road ahead for him. Praying his heart can wait until the infection is clear. He is humble, quiet, and a little worried.

I would love for him to have some clean and happy years ahead, but right now, just thankful for the moment. Isn't it weird how it takes so little to bring a moment of peace, in spite of lurking danger?

A this moment, none of the past matters. How he has treated me doesn't matter. He is, for a few minutes, my son again.

((wash2be)) - My prayers continue that he will use this as a very strong incentive to choose recovery. I'm glad you are seeing him as you are. My prayers continue for both of you.

Hugs and prayers,

Amy

Darn you, Washbe, you made me cry. :test *shakes fist then grabs tissues*

Okay, really I am so happy he's there at the hospital. And I am happy you are having even a moment of peace just seeing your old son again right now.

My prayers continue for even better days ahead.

Choked up here, too.

So glad you have this peaceful time.

Bless you and your son.

Ellen

That connection of Mother and Son is eternal. Love and peace to you Washbe and your son.
Hugs
Teresa

Wash,

As the son of a Mother who protected and supported him, you are a Saint.

All I can wish for is the best!

Toss