The morning after Swenny traded his job for a drink, I asked him to find another place to live. I want him to work on his sobriety away from home, providing a much needed break for our family and hopefully new focus for him. A friend offered him a room, a job and support as an addict in longterm recovery.
Why then, is he still here?
Because I’m not strong enough to make him go.
The days and weeks ahead are full of uncertainty. Is it better to navigate alone? Together? Alone together? After being a couple for 30 years, how is it possible that divide and conquer is our best strategy to confront our most challenging circumstances yet?
As I turn these questions over and over in my mind, I churn up more. Two in particular demand answers. Do I love him too much to watch him go? Or not enough to make him?