Well our son has a few weeks off heroin now. He is working his steps in rehab and I am sure it is hard work. He sounds good, much better than before. His voice is so much different now. I don’t think he even realizes how much different his voice was.
My husband and I will be going to family week. This is going to be a huge challenge for us. Not because we don’t want to go. Because we have to face the demon straight on and hear what our son has been through. This will be my second time going.
I remember the first time (about 3 1/2 years ago) I sat in the parent group and listened to a Mom cry. She said it was the 8th time to inpatient treatment for her son. I prayed that time would be it for me as a Mom. Well here I am now and we are on the 2nd time. I wish I remember who that Mom was as I would pray hard for her now and her son.
Heroin steals our children, brothers, sisters, neighbors, community and souls. There is nothing like heroin. It is as evil as drugs get. It steals our hopes and dreams. It ravishes our minds. We don’t even have to use it for this to happen! That is the the worst part!! We just get to experience a new kind of hell whether we like it or not!
I do have hope. We are going from heroin to hope this month. I know where he is, who he is with and what he is doing. That gives me peace. I know he is struggling to work hard and stay on track and that he will need much more time in recovery before we can let down some of our defenses and walls. BUT I HAVE HOPE.
I heard my son’s voice. It was him. His softness, his love and his boyish attitude. That gives me hope. He is in there, he wants recovery and he deserves it!! Our love for him won’t ever go away. I hope that he is learning to love himself again and forgive himself and knows we will always LOVE him.
For today we are going from heroin to hope. I am going to live in the moment, for today and pray that each day our son is stronger and can stand against this addiction. Most importantly, we will love him no matter what!