During a very dark time a friend told me, “Where there is life, there is hope.” I don’t know if he knew how profound those words were to me. In fact, I didn’t even know at the time. I just heard the words and applied them to my son’s situation.
Listening is hard. After all, nobody will ever love your child the way you do. You fed him, changed him, raised him and provided for his every need. What do I wish I had done differently? I wish I had learned how to listen sooner.
My son stopped using over two years ago. For seven years he was addicted to drugs and, by the end, was a heroin addict. Today he is drug free and working to put his life back together. These are just some realizations that seem to help me.
The language of drug addiction is laced with many terms that seem to be designed to scare everyone. Many words and descriptors of addiction make me cringe “Hitting rock bottom,” is a term I have written about before. Another term that I have recently been exploring and considering is “Tough Love.”