|For me, this image suggests the possibility of |
renewal and vibrant life, even after a wretched cut.
(Photo credit: Bernard Pace)
Concerned that my cousin Pearl will not pass the rehab intake interview after 5 days in a hotel room with her primary partner in addiction, the family has arranged for another cousin to go and get her on Tuesday morning and accompany her to the interview. We've tried to impress on Pearl that she cannot be stumbling around high or falling down drunk or slurring her words or being generally and loudly disagreeable that morning. One of my aunts put it plainly when she said to my cousin, "This might well be your last chance, so sieze it with both hands. And if you spend several months in rehab and your mother dies during that time, know in your heart that she will have died happy, because you are getting help." I don't know if that was a good thing to say to my cousin at this juncture or not, but it was a true thing. My aunt didn't mince words.