Imagine A World – By Heidi Houle

Imagine living everyday wondering if your child is going to live or die Imagine second guessing every decision you have ever made and always asking why Imagine hugging your child so tight and thinking will he make it through the night Imagine your worst fears for your loved one coming true and when you reach out for support people turn their backs on you Imagine if in just one day your perfect world was taken away Imagine a constant fear that always lingers in the back of your mind always praying someday it’s peace you will find Imagine a world where your heart doesn’t fall every time a parent gets that dreaded call Imagine a world where we don’t have to say we lost 129 Lives to overdose today Continue reading

Defending My Grief: A Mothers Point of View – By MaryBeth Cichocki 

  Grief is described as a multifaceted response to loss, particularly if the loss is someone to which a bond of affection is formed. To me, there is no greater bond of affection than a mother and her child. Mothers love their children from the first second that stick shows a plus sign. I fell in love with both my boys the minute I knew they existed. Dreaming of hair and eye color. Buying clothes and decorating a place both in my home and in my heart for the son who would give me a reason to be. Who would change my heart as no one else. Some little person, so fragile yet so precious who would give my life meaning like nothing I would ever experience again. Only a mother can ever come close to the feeling of holding a new life seconds after birth. Only a mother who… Continue reading

I See You – By Alethea Mshar

    I see you running your child to AA and NA meetings when your friends are running their kids to jobs or college placement testing. I see you slipping out of the conversation when your friends are all chiming in about milestones, and college acceptance letters. I see you constantly juggling out-patient meetings and court dates. I see you sitting at your computer for hours desperately researching addiction and treatment options or county jail rosters. I see you cringe when people whine about what feels like petty things. I see you debating whether you should pull out of your retirement *again* to pay for another round of treatment. I see you spread thin but still going the extra mile for your other family members because the guilt eats at you that they get so little of your attention. I see you yet again not taking a much needed vacation… Continue reading

His Addiction Was My Addiction – By Amy Tompkins Albanese

A memory from 2 years ago popped up on my timeline this morning. We’d been invited to Palm Desert for a long weekend by clients of my husband. It was always difficult for me to enjoy these trips – what if this was the weekend that something tragic happened to Michael? What if the cops came to the house or tried to call? I considered leaving my cell phone number taped to the front door. I worried myself sick over how we’d politely excuse ourselves if we had to leave, (because we surely wouldn’t tell them our son was a drug addict, would we?), and how I’d break the news to my “head in the sand” husband, and endure the drive back home. Michael chose this weekend to lie to his best friend/partner in crime. “E”, who momentarily grew a conscience, decided to send me a series of texts, defending… Continue reading