Rough Time

I am reading a couple books at this time, one of which one of the characters is facing drug rehabilitation. It hit home with me, having a son several years ago, who we had drug and alcohol issues with — and did have him stay at a hospital for 2 weeks for depression. It was a rough time of our life, but we got through it. I firmly believe that though we didn’t admit him to a drug rehab facility, he would have benefited from it, just as he did the facility we had him admitted. They are trained to redirect the lives of the people there, in ways that we, as parents, often are not. Sometimes love is not enough. I am so glad we got Matt here. He is now 31 years old, and is a responsible, respectful adult, who has been at the same job for over 5 years, is taking a night class now besides work, and is just a joy to be around. He’s come a long way!

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