A little over a week ago, we left home and headed to Virginia for the last time. We were heading to pick up our beautiful son from his residential treatment center. As I wrote here, my emotions were all over the place. I was excited that he would be coming home, but terrified of how the transition would go and the types of behaviors we would deal with. The possibilities were endless, my mind raced and my heart pounded.
We arrived about 30 minutes early for our appointment, but the time we waited felt like an absolute eternity. There were people walking about who knew us, they waved, said good morning, and went on their way. We sat there. I read the Bible on my phone (and was promptly reminded by Janice, the receptionist, that phones were not allowed haha), Chad played a game (which made the noise that triggered Janice’s reminder). Finally, we saw Awesome Therapist walking by. She said she was on her way to get him and would be right back. At that point, I am sure I looked down and saw my chest pounding with each beat of my heart.
Upon return, Awesome Therapist took us and D back to the family therapy room and we sat down. We reviewed the new rules at home, the responsibilities of each family member, and how each child would earn points towards preferred activities and Saturday fun. We went through his books that he worked through while he was there and saw that there were things that he still had to finish in a few of the books, Awesome Therapist gave D a set of cards that reminded him not to engage in certain behaviors, and with that it was time. It was the long awaited time to take my son away from his treatment center and begin reintegrating him with our family.
Our plan was to take him to Chad’s mom & dad’s house to spend some time with him for the night before we added the girls back to the mix. Taking him there also gave him the chance to spend time with his cousins that he hadn’t seen in more than 6 months. That night was wonderful. He really enjoyed playing with his cousins and it was like they had seen each other yesterday. Watching all of them playing ball with Chad was such a beautiful site.
The next morning we spent time with Grandma & Papa before heading to Mimi & Papaw’s house. Once there, we were really able to see the changes in D. In the past, while he has loved seeing Mimi, Papaw, and his uncles, D has had intense anxiety while there. It comes down to too many people, too much commotion, but not enough for a boy to do. This time, he truly enjoyed the visit. He played with the girls both inside and outside. They played football, chase, hide n seek, colored, made things with paper, and so on. D showed off his amazing football arm to his Uncle Josh and his Daddy. It was truly the best time that any of us have had with him there since he was a baby.
Finally, the day had come. We needed to leave as an entire family to head home, as an entire family. My heart was still very cautious, but so warm. To have all four of my beautiful children under one roof for the first time in more than 5 months (D was hospitalized for the better part of 6 weeks prior to his RTC) was exactly what my aching Mama heart needed.
We began the journey, alone, as an entire family once again…A journey that God had been with us on from the beginning, a journey that I know He will be with us on forever.
I have been reminded of your sincere faith, which first lived inyour grandmother Lois and in your mother Eunice and,I am persuaded, now lives in you also. 2 Timothy 1:5