For several years we watched our son give in to his struggles with addiction. To deal with all my emotions, I wrote. Most of it ended up somewhat like poetry. Some was full of anger, some full of fear, all were true emotions of a Mother who felt she had lost it all.
This is one of the first ones I... Read more
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Addiction. That word. That feeling. That pain. That killer of families, the knowing you, as a parent, can't make go away.
About 4 years ago we noticed our youngest son (you'll hear me refer to him as, our baby boy) was changing. We talked to him and each other as a family. We watched, we listened... Read more
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