And sorrow cascades in a hushed certainty. Fading in and out of reality. And joy evades, and hope carries away.. what is sure to come again on a better day.
I went into shock. It took an hour or so to come around and comprehend. When I grasped the truth of the situation, I began sobbing uncontrollably.
Satan longs to pull me in. His world of hopelessness calls to me and uses any situation to tear me down. I won't be keeping that company.
..tonight we know that if the threat of violence lies in one's heart, it is escalated by drugs, not created by them.
Today, I admitted something out loud-I am exhausted. The tug on my heart is more than I can bear. To withstand more of the same is beyond my ability.
Being a bridge for a new beginning when your kids move back home.
For the record, I hate alcohol and I hate drugs.
One word, five minutes..GO!
Addiction destroys relationships. It constructs walls of doubt and will spin one false storyline after another. Loss ushers in an unfamiliar grief cycle.
The tragedy is not about mental illness.The tragedy is our general misunderstanding of our own ability to respond. The tragedy lies in our lost hope and dreams for a future that we still navigate.