Yes, Jeannie, it is scary, but the plan in place makes it less so. Glad you're getting things in place to help Ds8.
((((((((((((((((Blessings))))))))))))))))))))
We're almost back to that yuck point and my stress is on over-drive. I've had to cut back to coffee at breakfast only (mild - yuck) and still we're walking on eggshells.
I know that Dd13 is rather, um, miserable right now. I know that despite all we do, Ds11 may still run away again if the fancy takes him (he talked about it yesterday as we drove to the mall to buy his suit for my sister's wedding so I took it as an opportunity to go over where he runs TO = home; I'm still shook up over that). Part of me has resigned myself to that fact. Part of me hasn't. I think it's that part of me that wants to believe things aren't so bad -which is why I need Dh's
to remind me. Not trusting Dd13 on anything - we have no clean clothes thanks to her, don't ask, a looong story. She stirred the pot all day yesterday after really enjoying herself on a day trip with the family yesterday. Today I'm jumping with the least little thing with Ds11 and trying to appear 'calm and in control'. But I don't trust him not to run today - not at all.
Stress exacerbates trust issues. There's such a fine line between overseeing things and paranoia. But after you've had the levels of crazy we've had, like Blessings said, it almost seems normal. My Dh, Mom, and Sister were more freaked out than I was about Ds11's running a week and a bit ago. Don't get me wrong, I cried and was really shaken at the time. But not as badly as the first two times when he ran from my Mom's. Maybe my edginess today is some of the fall out - am I processing it now?
I wish we could all get together and take a RADlet free holiday to somewhere nice - where they don't scream at you, no one goes from 1 to 1000 to 1, and where we could all just breathe. That's my thought for today!!! All of us on a nice island with lots of supportive people, warm ocean breezes, and peace.
anne