And That’s….the Truth

For all my little complaints about my husband, I have to say that he’s a pretty good guy. We met almost 15 years ago and at that time I had a five year old son. He took on the role of “dad” and has spent the last 15 years raising him. He did the best he could in this situation. So it really didn’t surprise me when my oldest son called last night to inform us that he is entering himself into a drug rehab center and my husband was extremely concerned for him. As I explained to him, this might be the best thing for our son and hopefully when he gets out, he will appreciate his family a little bit more. It’s been a rough 15 years with this kid, but hopefully the worst is over.