Why is that a big deal?
We haven't had much to do with him, and he hasn't had much to do with us, over the last few years. It has been hard. We love him very much and we know he loves us just the same but, you see, my brother
When I looked at his face, he looked different - clearer, brighter, lighter. When he spoke, it was different - coherent, loving, confident. I am hopeful for him and his sobriety. We miss him. The kids miss their uncle.
As he scooped Bug into his arms and Bug snuggled into his neck, Trev said to him, "I know I haven't been a good uncle to you. I haven't been an uncle at all but that is going to change."
When he hugged me, as he said goodbye, it felt different. He felt like he was really there! I know that in the world of those held captive by drugs, there is no certainty, but I just feel like our family is going to come back together. We love him so very much and I plan to take advantage of him being there as much as I can for my family.
Today marks 16 days of his sobriety. To the average person 16 days may not be a long time or be anything to excited about but, for those being held captive by the demons of drugs and alcohol, 16 days is a long time. One day at a time right?
I cna't even begin to tell you how happy I feel right now. Thank you, God, for the restoration of families, for the restoration of hope, for the renewing of a man's mind and vision, for freedom, for healing and for a continuing strength to endure the road he has (and we have) ahead of us.
Today, my doorbell rang and when I answered the door, it was hope knocking...