I am crying as I write this. The tears are streaming down my face as they have been since the middle of the night. I couldn’t really cry earlier you see. You can’t cry when you have to be strong. … Continue reading
H has still been calling regularly, but most calls have been okay. Just updates on what’s going on in her life and checking to see how things are at home. She spoke positively on her experiences thus far and seemed … Continue reading
Once upon a time 21 years ago I went into a very quick (6 hours) and painful labour. Painful because I would accept no pain killers, no epidural, no nothing. I wanted everything to be perfect for my baby. I … Continue reading
Just so you don’t think that my life is nothing but despair over my daughter, I’d like to introduce you to the other side of me. http://www.asfarashome.blogspot.com I don’t update over there as often as I’d like but still it’s … Continue reading
You’d think with my daughter away in treatment that I’d be getting a break from all the drama. Not so. I’ve gotten a call every day that she’s been gone, except for two. Often it’s more than one call a … Continue reading
A post on Mom and Dad’s blog today (http://parentsofanaddict.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-partnership-posting.html) reminded me of a phone call I got from a friend a couple of weeks ago. My friend called because her Dad was addicted to prescription pain killers. His doctor had … Continue reading
The two sides of H: Beauty taken when she was working her program and in recovery. and… the beast Taken when she was using and passed out at a party. Breaks my heart.