If We Only Knew

I’m in the locker room at the gym today with a flatscreen tv behind me while I get ready. Nick Vujicic is a guest on the Dr. Oz show. Maybe you’ve seen him. Nick was born with no arms or legs and speaks with infectious joy.  They show a picture of him on a skateboard as a boy. He is lying on it, stomach down, head up at the camera and having a blast. I couldn’t hear the whole interview but when I drew close, he said, “Never give up. You don’t know what’s around the corner.”  Behind him was a  photo with his beautiful wife and little boy.                                    corner

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Off and Out

You can’t think of a way things will get better.  Well, you can, but so far none of those 1,762 occurrences have panned out. He’ll meet some better friends at camp.  We’ll switch schools and start over.  That last punishment will jar him into a new resolve. His most recent tearful, remorseful silence means he’s done with all this.  But then there’s the next thing, and the next thing and more things until the only thing that can possibly change anything is a sheer act of God. And God hasn’t acted.  Processed with VSCOcam with hb1 preset

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Know Regrets, No Regrets

I read a great article today, Parenting is prevention: raising resilient, drug-free children.  You should read it. It’s excellent, and it ruined my day.  It says things I already know like “parental involvement can deter alcohol, drug and tobacco use.”  My middle son is a recovering alcoholic, drug addict and just recently gave up smoking.  I thought I was a parent who was involved.  What gives?             Dollarphotoclub_76690257

“In fact,” this article you should read continues, “in 2001, the National Center on Addiction and Substance Abuse at Columbia University concluded that parents were the most important influence on a child’s decision to smoke, drink, or use drugs.” Ouch.               

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System Overload

God gives us more than we can handle.  Heck, everyday life in a world filled with people is more than we can handle.  At least it is for me.elephants_web

When our son Ted hit the bottom of his addiction to alcohol and other drugs, my mother took her own plunge into issues of the elderly.  Refusing to let go of her condo, she got stuck in her bathtub one evening-to-morning and the question was called.  Off to assisted living, leaving behind a home of hoarding.  Five days later she had a stroke.  Weeks later she needed to be moved to a place with more care, resulting in Project Dismantle Living Quarters 2.0.  In the meantime she lost her dentures twice, had myriads of long — no, we’re talking LONG – dentist, doctor and hospital visits. I had to make medical decisions way beyond my skill set. Routinely she collapsed to the floor in the unstable antique bed…

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