Happiness is...

Joe came to my home this weekend and brought Rocco. I was ecstatic. It was a little chaotic at first, but than Harley settled down, as did Rocco. (Joe calls him Stosh) This dog brings me joy like no other. He keeps Joe company during the week and I get to see him on the weekends. Rocco lives in a huge house with an equally huge yard. He gives Joe a reason to get out of bed. Dogs have an amazing healing effect on people. I see a difference in Joe when I call him. He is now responsible for another living being. The dog sleeps in the bed with him and wakes him up in the am. Rocco has given a 75 year old man a reason to live. I smother the dog with hugs and kisses on the weekends. (And clean up any messes he has made) This is truly a win/win situation. So far moving back in the home I shared with Tina is working out. I think we needed a break from one another to appreciate the good we bring to the table. Her son is currently in a detox/rehab facility which I think is wonderful. She is going to have a harder time letting go than he is, I believe. I have warned her that recovery is selfish. They are trying to find him a sober living home. His drug of choice are his mom's prescriptions. The few months I was gone she said things had gotten so bad she was ready to put him out. This is a woman who has always had her son with her since day one. There comes a time to cut the umbilical cord and let them go off on their own, mistakes and all. I call it "manning up". When your son stops being a boy and becomes a man. He is in a wonderful facility and doing great. She is the one suffering from separation anxiety. I suggested counseling for her to help her deal with the empty nest problem. He is all she has. That is too much for one person, to be someone's be all and end all. I don't want to be "All someone has in this world"...Too much pressure..Time to clean the room and get my laundry together. Have a great day. Peace!!!