So, it's over. Son2 withdrew from the problem class, and managed to get B or better in his other classes, all studios. I'm proud of him, so proud... this is his best college semester yet... a couple years ago, I didn't know if he should even BE in college. He should be proud too, he worked really hard for this.
I think he is satisfied with himself for that. But, he is distracted again, with his relationship with K. It doesn't sound like she wants to move back in with him. They have been dating, but living apart. He doesn't like it. I think she doesn't want to move back in because she is afraid it will be like it was before, the same codependent thing. Of course, he promises it won't be, but can I really blame her for not believing him? I'm guessing she feels responsible, and doesn't think that it's fair. Well, of course it's not fair. She is not responsible for his sobriety, and we all know that, but saying it and believing it are different things. He is losing patience with her, she can't commit, doesn't want to move in, can't even say if she wants to be with him. I told him, he needs to prove to himself and to her, that he can live his recovery without her, and I don't know how long that will take. Sad, sad, sad, but he's working on it, and only time will tell.
On a different note, I miss my other son. Us bloggers, we don't often talk much about our other kids. I saw Son1 on Mother's Day, he brought me flowers and hung out with us and Son2 and K. We don't see Son1 much, he is busy with his life, his wife, job, friends, etc. He lives 20 minutes away. He is independent, isn't that a good thing? He also doesn't see his brother much, in fact I think they only see each other at family events. I don't want to think he is ashamed of his brother, but the thought has crossed my mind.
And finally, I'm tired and sick. I've been putting in some long hours at work on a big project with a lot of stress. It's finally taken it's toll, and I got sick, sinus infection. Forced me to stay home today, where I still managed to put a half day's work in. So, I'm a little whiny, and it's times like this when it's hard to be hopeful about anything.
Actually, I got nothin' to complain about. Both my boys are doing fine... it's just ME having a bad day.