Category Archives: The Ongoing Story

One mom talking it out.

Other Stories

My daughter is doing great in school and on her sports team.  She’s been bumped up a level in her sport and she’s so excited!  I wanted to post this because it’s one way for me to acknowledge publicly that there is more going on in my family than drug recovery.

“No Fear” or “Taking My Own Advice”

As soon as I posted about feeling afraid, I was reminded of the studying and praying I have done around the issue of fear.  I believe that if I fear anything other than God, I am giving power over that thing or that process.  If I live in fear of Dan’s potential relapse, it is a signal to me that I am focusing on the power of heroin or the power of addiction rather than the power of God. 

So instead of focusing on my fear, I will focus on the promises of God to love me, to save me from trouble, to deliver me from my own fears, and to carry me through every difficult time.  The Bible tells us:

“Jeremiah 17:7-8  blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose confidence is in him.  He will be like a tree planted by the water, that sends out its roots by the stream.  It does not fear when heat comes.  Its leaves are always green.  It has no worries in a year of drought, and never fails to bear fruit.”

Prodigal Son

On Wednesday, my Prodigal Son comes home and I … am scared.  I sit and talk with him, and he is like the young man I have always known him to be:  polite, intelligent, compassionate, and stubborn.  His rehab center has given him the best tools and all of the steps he needs to get a running start.  He is confident.  I want to reflect this same confidence to him.  I want to tell him I feel sure he will succeed.  But it’s not true and I have vowed to be honest.  I’m just a mom who is a little bit afraid.

30 Days for Daniel

Dan got his 30-day-clean award at NA meeting tonight! This was the highlight of my day.

Sleep

I’ve had a few good nights of sleep since my oldest went to rehab — It’s just not consistent yet.  I still have those nights — like last night — when I wake up at 3:00AM with worries running through my mind.  I know this happens to many moms for many reasons.  I’m not alone.  

I am learning to use meditation techniques like deep breathing and creative visualization to at least relax my mind and body even if sleep is difficult.  And of course, prayer…

Hope Found Here

Before I back up to the early parts of the story, I want to say that right now, I have hope.  I actually have real hope that both of my boys will work their recovery processes and get healthy again.  This isn’t an easy hope to handle.  Some will say the odds are against them.  But I’m listing what’s on their side:

  • A strong family and professional support system.
  • Intervention/counseling/rehabilitation in early stages of use.
  • A strong desire to be well and live healthy lives.

I’m not an idealist.  I know there are always risks of relapse.  But I’ve got to have hope.  Heck — I’m a mom — hope is part of my job.  Not blind hope.  But hope nonetheless.

My oldest boy is finishing up a 28-day rehab stint in an excellent facility.  He’s doing great, and he’s now leading others who are just getting started.  And the younger boy, he was in the very early stages of use when he confessed his involvement with heroin.  He’s doing great with a low dose of medication and weekly counseling. 

I don’t know what lies ahead.  But today, I am hopeful.  And I’ll take every ounce of optimism I can get my hands on!