When addiction first crept into our household 11 years ago, I started keeping a journal. Retreating to clean white paper became my refuge. The blank pages stared back, non-judgmental and welcoming. On their unvarnished surface I poured out my anguish, fear, confusion and shame. It was the only place – until many years later – …
Rewarding is probably the wrong word But it is rewarding – and certainly positive – to watch people grow in their recovery. For example – the couple whose adult son has been drinking and using drugs off and on for years. The son is in his forties. Recently he checked himself into a rehab center …
It’s curious how recovery brings a fresh take on so much in everyday life. Like holidays. And especially this one – Mother’s Day. When my son was in active addiction, Mother’s Day was a day to despise. As it approached, I felt the already high tension tightening even more. Just get through it, I thought. …