Yesterday marked exactly one year since my son completed his first rehab stay. A lot has happened since then, no doubt. Some of it's been good. Some of it's been bad. And one year later, I'm not sure if we're in a better place or not. But one thing I do know for sure: My son is still alive, and for that I am thankful.
I love my son with all my heart. I hope he can continue to make progress in his recovery during the coming year. And I hope he can find some happiness soon.
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