Wow. You dust lightbulbs?
Don't come in my room. (Spare yourself.)
But I was wondering if you were speaking of "change" in the context of relationships, or perhaps, like, "rehabilitation".
As for relationships, people change. I think it's inevitable. The real question is whether these changes suit each other. I've ranted enough about my own bad relationship for this to amuse some members here who know me. For example, my husband pulled in the driveway just before sun-up this morning, lights out, as not to wake me, the insomniac. Ten years ago he would have had to duck flying objects as he walked in the door. Today I don't even ask where he has been. He hasn't changed in that regard, but I have. I've become apathetic on some things. (Other things still enrage me, though. ) But the opposite of love is not hate--it is apathy. I'm not saying I don't have love for the father of my children. I'm saying that my focus regarding change has switched from him to myself.
Drug rehab? It can work. But I wouldn't bet on it. Not unless that person is prepared for a minimum 90-day stay at a facility with a very good staff of professionals prepared to take an active personal interest in that person. And even after ninety days, I don't think the person should return to the same environment from whence they came. I've observed a higher success rate for court ordered rehab, wherein the addict is forced to take drug tests, seek employment, or otherwise face a jail term. (That's actually the only drug rehab I have personally seen turn out successfully.)
Then there is criminal rehabilitation.
There are a lot of nuances to that one, and I just don't know. (smile...that's still working for me.) I don't know if a sexual offender who equates molestation of children as "giving them candy" can ever be successfully introduced back into society. (I just don't have the education or understanding to answer that question.)
On the other hand, I do believe that other types of criminals can be fully rehabilitated.
But then, what I think won't dust my lightbulbs, or yours.
Maybe the idealist in me has become as dusty as my room, but I do still love the idea of redemption, so I'll leave you with an interesting tale of somebody else--a man whose religious faith dictated to him that no one was beyond redemption.
And yeah, sorry, I'm always asking you to read something, huh?