Monday was my 600th consecutive day without a drink. So I guess that makes today day 602. Yay for me, the "example setter." Unfortunately, my son recently relapsed, which is very frustrating. I do everything I can to set an example and help him out, but the "To use drugs or not to use drugs" decision is ultimately his. I have no control over it. I realize that. But it's still so heartbreaking. And I still feel a lot of guilt. He's my son. My first-born. My flesh and blood. A part of me. And I love him so very much. But I can't fix him. He must do that himself.
(I know I haven't posted anything in a long time. Posts will probably continue to be very sporadic. Just a lot going on in my life right now between work, home, coaching Little League, etc. I may even shut the blog down soon. We'll see.)