HOPE
I kept coming back week after week, I heard, "wait for the miracles." I saw them happening for other families, but it was difficult for me to believe that a miracle would happen for me. Year after year, I watched as my sons' life became more unmanageable. I would get my hopes up when he experienced short periods of sobriety and then he would relapse. Watching my son suffer was painful, but I knew that all my attempts in the past, to force solutions did not help. I had to learn patience. I had to accept that Gods timing was not my timing.
Letting go felt like jumping off a cliff. It was like "walking in a blind alley." Sobriety did not come quickly. My son used drugs for 14 years before he found long-term recovery. Today I no longer feel lost and confused. Trusting God is easier because I know that during the darkest times of my life, he never left me. Doors have opened not only for me but for my entire family. I am so grateful that God led me to the rooms of Al-Anon and that my son has his own program of recovery. I am filled with gratitude for those who reached out their hands and guided my son and I both through doors where we could learn to be happy joyous and free.
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