August 15th marked seven years of recovery in our family. Seven years since the day we battled it out for ending addiction in our family lineage and for properly treating a generational health condition.
Seven years ago, at the beginning of 2015, I embarked on a recovery journey of my own while my oldest child was very sick and in active substance use. It was an instinctual choice to recover myself first. Upon reflection, I can see how my recovery influenced recovery in our family and created an environment that supported health and wellbeing. At the time, I was just “really going through it,” and was willing to try ANYTHING to change the way I felt in my spirit, mind and body. I wanted peace. And I wanted my son to stop using.
One morning during my personal deep dive into healing & transformation, before recovery had taken hold, before treatment for my son had been instigated, these three sentences came to me during my sleep. I’d written them in the middle of the night on a notebook I kept stashed under my pillow for the purpose of connecting with my dreams.
“All I need is your willingness.”
“A pattern of “mom” not present because of addiction.”
“You found a cure. Love.”
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