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Recovery is possible, and so is overdose and death. The paradox of the disease of addiction is real. There are miracles and tragedies; and as a mom of a son who struggles with substance use disorder, I sense I will always feel BOTH of these things- loving the witnessing of progress and happiness AND foreverContinue reading “Truth Tale #19: Two Things Can Be True At Once”

Yesterday I got to spend the day with my son. A gift. This morning I reflect: Today he is here. He is healthy. He smiles. He laughs. He eats. He talks- deeply, meaningfully. He listens. He finds joy in the little things, like the mini donkey rolling in the dirt like a dog. Like theContinue reading “Truth Tale #18: Morning Reflection”

Anticipatory anxiety is a wrecking ball! The days leading up to my visit with Aidan have been ridiculous….One of those weeks where each and every day, you think you have a plan, just a simple daily plan, and for some reason it gets turned upside down and all is repositioned. Uncertainty is the word thatContinue reading “Truth Tale #17: Need New Battery!”

Happy Birthday, my Max! 25 years! I remember the day you were born like it was yesterday. A day of awe, and a traumatic day, all in one. After a rough beginning- your birth, your recovery, my recovery, and finally figuring out a health issue…YOU were the sweetest, most angelic, delicious soul. You were theContinue reading “Truth Tale #16: Happy Birthday, Max!”

This came from Morning Pages this morning: 7 years. A progressive disease. Never better; always worse. The last 8 months in DC, to include a 24 hours gone missing scare, which looked like this- calling all of the local emergency rooms, the morgue, the police department to file a missing persons report, searching the backContinue reading “Truth Tale #15: 7 Years of a Progressive Disease”

Every Sunday morning I am presented with proof that magic is real…or….that God exists…or that even in a scary, painful world, there are always moments of profound grounding to be had. It is with incredible women that this exists. I am in total awe over the importance of the connections we have, the depth ofContinue reading “Truth Tale #13: Women: The Life Savers, The Grounders, The Magic Makers”

Last week I was in the magical land of New Mexico for my birthday. The unending beauty, the pure silence, and the sunrises and sunsets, food, food, and food; the treats of multiple massages at various places…all was exactly what I needed. And I mean NEEDED. I had no expectations (except to eat as manyContinue reading “Truth Tale #12: The Birthday Gift of Connection”

On Monday I had an appointment, a very important appointment…one that has been needed for over 2 years…and one I’ve been on a waiting list for months. So, what I’m saying is, it was a big deal thing, with loads of anticipatory anxiety and all of the sweaty palms, rapid/irregular heartbeats that go along withContinue reading “Truth Tale #11: Dead Crow”

I’m doing a writing workshop with some authors I admire and love. I had done the first two segments, and saw that the next workshop included the word POEM. My first thought was to skip this altogether….because…who writes poetry? I don’t. I’ve never had an interest in it. Seems boring, and confining, and something thatContinue reading “Truth Tale #10: Pantoum? Ok.”