Midwestern Mama shares a poem that provides comfort and affirmation as her son begins a new in-patient treatment program.
The first time my son went to treatment, he ran away on day No. 9. It was no surprise, but still it was devastating. Six and a half years later, he’s back at treatment following a relapse after a few years of sobriety and recovery. It’s his third time at an in-patient, residential program. He’s also participated in three high-intensity out-patient programs.
Once again, we are letting go knowing we have brought him to a place that is his to embrace.
In a small book called House Blessings – Prayers, Poems, and Toasts Celebrating Home and Family, I found a poem during those terrifying days of 2011 called, “Letting Go.” It was as relevant then as it is today.
Letting Go by Sandra E. McBride
I’ve brought you to the mountain … the climb is yours.
I’ve brought you to the shore … the sea is yours.
I’ve brought you to the sky … the wings are yours.
I’ve brought you through the shadows … the light is yours.
I’ve brought you to this day … tomorrow yours.
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