Knowing You’re Not Alone

Just when the chicks fly from the nest, there’s always that one that comes back home to roost. That one would be my son. He’s been living at home for the past three years. Maybe someday he’ll find a girl and make his own roost.

That’s right, I thought I was an empty nester several years ago, then the recession hit and he was in trouble. After spending a year in a residential rehab, he came home to live with us. He hadn’t lived with me since he was twelve. Those in-between years were spent living in his father’s house. I can’t say that had anything to do with his getting into trouble or needing to go to rehab. Nowadays, they would say, it happens, no matter what.

For those of you who have stumbled across my blog for the very first time, my name is Linda. I’ve been writing and blogging since 2008. I got my start at blogging on MySpace, that was back when MySpace was a space for everyone, not just music lovers.

When they changed the site, I had to go somewhere else. I think that was about the same time that WordPress started up. Though I didn’t quite know what I was doing when I first started out. The only thing I knew was that I needed to write and share my experiences with other parents of addicts.

There I said it. I’m a mother of an addict. That is the hardest thing a parent has to admit. From here on out, once the status is accepted, it gets easier to talk about to other people. I think when you learn that you’re not alone in the world, by being a parent of an addict, you get over the stigma. This is one of the most important steps in the recovery process. When our addict can’t embarrass us anymore, we can grow stronger by leaps and bounds.

If you don’t have an addict in your life, then you’re lucky. They don’t have to be family either. The person only needs to be within your daily life Circle to qualify as having them in your life. Once they are in your circle, the drama and chaos are there. Then you only need to arm yourself with a decision to either cut them out of your life or grow stronger. Which will it be?

I chose to grow stronger. I may have let go of some things in my life to allow him to stay. Things like behaviors and attitudes can make a world of difference. Only you can decide what you need to let go of to make the necessary adjustment. Like the need to have expensive things. Are you afraid of them selling your items? How about stealing cash? Do you still keep cash on hand?

Those were the first few things I let go of. I don’t keep them so I can’t lose them. I only have what I need and learned to accept that it is enough. I learned to make myself happy and not wait on other people to comfort me. By putting my well being first, I hadn’t been disappointed, especially when I lowered my expectations of others, and kept my expectations of self in check. We tend to be the hardest on ourselves. Learn to say – Good enough. If it isn’t, you can always go and try again to make improvements.

Every year I try to make improvements to myself. Once again, I’m working on my blogging skills. I hope you will follow me through the year as I plunge through 2016. We can talk about our addicts, or what it’s like to be a parent of an addict. If you’re a writer that writes Young Adult or New Adult, we can talk about topics that are relevant to the development of our youth. I don’t know it all, your input would be greatly appreciated. Sometimes I feel out of touch with today’s youth now that my daughter left home and has a daughter of her own.

Did you lose a loved one to addiction? I would love to hear your story. If you don’t want to keep a blog, you can send me your article to post and share with others. Sharing helps us heal.

I’m hoping to keep my posts flowing throughout the year. I do hit dead zones from time to time. I think we all do. It is high time that I publish another book too, which I will as soon as I finish refilling my well. My Orgarlan Saga is starting to bubble. It is only a matter of time before I have to spill the words across the white screen for the next and most likely last book of the series. I want to move toward stand-alone stories. Maybe continue a series with stand alone, I’m not sure. There will be another contemporary story too. It is only a matter of when.

I’m probably as shy as you are, so there is no need to worry about what you post. I’d be happy with a simple hello. Maybe we will get acquainted. It is such a good feeling knowing you’re not alone in a world filled with addiction.

 

 

If We Were Having Coffee Right Now…I would mention

English: A photo of a cup of coffee. Esperanto...
English: A photo of a cup of coffee. Esperanto: Taso de kafo. Français : Photo d’une tasse de caffé Español: Taza de café (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you how much I hate being sick. I thought I was doing the right thing by getting the flu shot like I’ve done for the past six or seven years. Once again, I got sick within a day or two after getting the shot. You can keep telling me all you want about how there is no way a person can get the flu from the shot. I’m beginning to believe otherwise. Not only did I get sick, but my mother got sick too. She received her flu shot the day after I got mine and we both became ill together. We got the runny nose, post nasal drip, the bad cough, and couldn’t stay awake when we weren’t coughing up a storm. My chest hurt for two days. I even missed 2 days of work. I hate missing work.

 

English: Wild apple tree Deutsch: Wilder Apfelbaum
English: Wild apple tree Deutsch: Wilder Apfelbaum (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would complain about it getting cold outside. I know it officially is fall, but couldn’t summer last just a bit longer? I really didn’t mind the hot weather we were having. At least we finally got some much-needed rain. My apple tree was glowing. I saw it hiccuping green leaves into the air. Maybe next year we’ll finally get a decent crop of apples.

 

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you how much I don’t like politics. Yes, I vote, but I won’t discuss the political matters at hand. I won’t even get started on gun issues. I get it, but I won’t go there. I now turn off the news when there is a debate or a mass shooting. I can’t control either of these except I can choose to listen or not.

This book was previously titled “Friends of Choice.”
[/media-credit] This book was previously titled “Friends of Choice.”

If we were having coffee right now… I would mention to you about my book, What Karla Wants, is free on Google Play. This book has been tweaked, edited, and recompiled to the point that there isn’t anything left to do to it to make it any better. I have to accept it as it is. I think I made a lot of changes to it in the past year. You may not even recognize it. The overall storyline is still the same, but like I said, it’s been tweaked. I like how it came out. I even like the new title. I had to rename it, I knew the readers were right about how the title wasn’t good enough. If you haven’t read the book, now is your chance.

Filet crochet
Filet crochet (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If we were having coffee right now… I would tell you about how close I am to finishing up that Barbie Bed Doll I’ve been working on since June. I started crocheting it right after having my surgery. I needed something light to keep my hands busy while I was recuperating. The doll is made with #10 crochet cotton. That’s the fine thread that is sometimes used to make doilies, tablecloths, and runners, or lacing. It usually takes me about 2 or 3 months to complete a doll. When I’m done with this project, I will finish up an afghan I was working on before I had to operation. After that, I’ve got a quilt to work on during the winter months. I’ll be nice and warm under it.