Why am I discouraged? Why is my heart so sad? I will put my hope in God! I will praise him again - my Savior and my God!
~ Psalm 42:11,
It is said that addiction is a family disease, and I have to agree. It so deeply affects everyone who loves and cares about the addict. It’s been a month since I realized that my son was addicted to meth, and I have spent much of that month in a deep pit of despair. But, this is going to be a long journey, and I’m beginning to realize that I can’t live the rest of my life like this. It’s not fair to the rest of the family.
When I told my oldest daughter about her brother’s addiction, she cried and made the comment that she didn’t want him to “take the rest of the family down with him.” She loves her brother, but was worried about the affect his addiction was having on me.
So, I am going to make it a point to count my blessings each day and find things to be grateful for. Sometimes I lose sight of the fact that my family and I have been richly blessed over and over again. I know counting blessings will be easier some days than others, but I will take it one day, one hour, one moment at a time and make it through. I look at all of the times God has helped our family through painful, difficult times and I know how much He loves us. My youngest daughter had a brain tumor when she was 7, but she defied the odds and is alive and doing well now because the good Lord led us to the right doctors. I am blessed with a supportive husband, 2 of the sweetest daughters a mom could ask for, good health, and a career that I love. And someday, the sweet, smart, good-hearted son I remember from before the addiction took over will emerge, because I know he’s still in there. I will never give up hope. I will praise God in this storm.