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			<title><![CDATA[A Mom's Love ( written for my friend)]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2010 22:05:14 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I wrote this poem with a very special mother in my mind.  
 
A Mother's Love 
 
Losing a child  
is torturous pain 
Where nothing,  
can comfort that mother 
 
She's wanting and needing,]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I wrote this poem with a very special mother in my mind. <br />
<br />
A Mother's Love<br />
<br />
Losing a child <br />
is torturous pain<br />
Where nothing, <br />
can comfort that mother<br />
<br />
She's wanting and needing, <br />
her child back again<br />
That child can't, <br />
be replaced by another.<br />
<br />
The truth is that child, <br />
is part of her being<br />
Part of her body, and soul<br />
And if by chance, <br />
that child's taken away<br />
A mother no longer, <br />
feels whole<br />
<br />
She suffers a terrible <br />
hole in her heart<br />
That nothing, <br />
on this earth can fill<br />
<br />
She's aching, she's dying<br />
and falling apart<br />
Wondering how, <br />
this could be part of GOD'S will<br />
<br />
She struggles each day, <br />
to get out of bed,<br />
And knows somehow, <br />
that she must go on<br />
<br />
She deals with the sadness, <br />
and faces the dread <br />
Knowing that, <br />
her sweet child is gone.<br />
<br />
Some try to support her, <br />
with words, and deeds<br />
Saying things, <br />
that just bring on more pain<br />
<br />
When there's only 1 thing, <br />
that poor mom truly needs<br />
It's to be with her child <br />
once again<br />
<br />
So for every mother, <br />
who has lost their baby<br />
There's no pain on earth, <br />
that is greater<br />
<br />
So please know for sure, <br />
and no, not a maybe<br />
That you'll meet with your child, <br />
again later<br />
<br />
Because it's through dying, <br />
That we are reborn<br />
To heaven, <br />
with our GOD above<br />
<br />
Entering with peace, <br />
into eternity<br />
It is there<br />
You will meet up with love<br />
<br />
So beautiful mother,<br />
please don't you cry<br />
Don't grieve, hurt, <br />
and live torn apart<br />
<br />
Because you will be, <br />
with your child once again<br />
But for now, <br />
That child lives in your heart.<br />
<br />
Loving mother, <br />
your pain is so deep<br />
It's a pain that'll <br />
never go away<br />
<br />
Because every mom,<br />
thinks their child is to keep<br />
Never dreaming, they'll <br />
lose them one day<br />
<br />
So through your suffering,<br />
heartache and grief,<br />
Keep those memories, <br />
both happy and fond<br />
<br />
<br />
Because nothing is greater, <br />
Than a mother's love<br />
It's the strongest, <br />
Most powerful bond<br />
<br />
It's a bond, <br />
that's so strong,<br />
That nothing can break it<br />
Not even a sister, or brother<br />
<br />
It's the most unselfish love<br />
here on earth, and in heaven<br />
Nothing's stronger than<br />
the love of a mother.</div>

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			<title>The GREATEST</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2010 02:08:49 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>The greatest achievement is selflessness. 
The greatest worth is self-mastery. 
The greatest quality is seeking to serve others. 
The greatest precept is continual awareness. 
The greatest medicine...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>The greatest achievement is selflessness.<br />
The greatest worth is self-mastery.<br />
The greatest quality is seeking to serve others.<br />
The greatest precept is continual awareness.<br />
The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything.<br />
The greatest action is not conforming with the worlds ways.<br />
The greatest magic is transmuting the passions.<br />
The greatest generosity is non-attachment.<br />
The greatest goodness is a peaceful mind.<br />
The greatest patience is humility.<br />
The greatest effort is not concerned with results.<br />
The greatest meditation is a mind that lets go.<br />
The greatest wisdom is seeing through appearances.</div>

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			<title>Father Joe</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 04:35:26 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Here is to you,  
your the best Fr. Joe,  
We tried so hard to keep you,  
Didn't want you to go 
 
We're so hurt and upset,  
that your life, reached it's end, 
So much more than our pastor,  
your...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div><font color="Red">Here is to you, <br />
your the best Fr. Joe, <br />
We tried so hard to keep you, <br />
Didn't want you to go<br />
<br />
We're so hurt and upset, <br />
that your life, reached it's end,<br />
So much more than our pastor, <br />
your our angel, and friend<br />
<br />
We know that GOD needs you, <br />
and HE'S called you above <br />
It's so sad for us all, <br />
cause we'll all miss your love<br />
<br />
We are grateful that all<br />
of your sickness, is gone, <br />
It's a shame, that your life,<br />
didn't get to go on<br />
The whole time that we had you, <br />
we knew we were blessed<br />
We were proud, of you Father,<br />
Cause you were the best<br />
<br />
For all you have given, <br />
no one else can compare<br />
You led by example,through Christ, <br />
and through prayer<br />
You've given St. Lawrence, <br />
so much through the years<br />
That's why your leaving, <br />
brought so many to tears.<br />
<br />
You prayed for the sick, <br />
helped the poor and dying<br />
Now that your gone, <br />
every body is crying<br />
The reason we're sad <br />
and all crying in pain,<br />
Is because we all know <br />
we won't hug you again<br />
<br />
Your heart was so pure, <br />
you were so kind and good<br />
When we came with a problem, <br />
if you could help, you would<br />
<br />
You had so much knowledge, <br />
of what life was about<br />
You knew it was love,<br />
we all can't live without<br />
<br />
You meant the whole world,  <br />
to everyone in this parish<br />
You gave it freely to all, <br />
its your love we will cherish<br />
<br />
We all were so happy,<br />
for the time you were here<br />
And although we can't see you,<br />
in our hearts your still near<br />
<br />
You wont be forgotten, <br />
we want you to know <br />
We LOVE you and MISS you,  <br />
REST IN PEACE  Father Joe<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
</font></div>

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			<title>A Prayer For Addicts</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 01:29:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Dear GOD, please hear my prayer,  
Take all of these addicts under your care 
Show them your peace and serenity 
Because trusting in You Lord 
Will set them all free 
 
Help the addict who has lost...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Dear GOD, please hear my prayer, <br />
Take all of these addicts under your care<br />
Show them your peace and serenity<br />
Because trusting in You Lord<br />
Will set them all free<br />
<br />
Help the addict who has lost his way<br />
Give him the courage to get through the day<br />
Without the use of hard drugs and booze<br />
I'm hoping that You'll be the comfort they choose<br />
<br />
Guide all of these addicts to recovery<br />
Comfort their families for they aren't free<br />
They too are suffering, their loved ones are sick<br />
Please come to help Lord, Please make it quick<br />
<br />
<br />
Teach the addict to walk in your light<br />
Give them your mercy, getting clean is a fight<br />
Show them that clean is the way they should be<br />
Restore each one of them, to sanity<br />
<br />
Thank You Our Father<br />
In heaven above<br />
Touch every addict<br />
With your comforting Love<br />
<br />
Amen<br />
<br />
:bible</div>

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			<title>GOD by my 11 yr old neice.</title>
			<link>http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/blogs/angelic17/3591-god-my-11-yr-old-neice.html</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 17 May 2010 03:38:45 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[There are troubled times, when life's just so hard. 
It's in times like that, you should turn to GOD. 
 
There are times when hurt, brings you to your knees, 
God says, I'm right here, cast your...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>There are troubled times, when life's just so hard.<br />
It's in times like that, you should turn to GOD.<br />
<br />
There are times when hurt, brings you to your knees,<br />
God says, I'm right here, cast your cares on me.<br />
<br />
Sometimes we have to wait, and it seems so long<br />
GOD has his reasons, He will make you strong<br />
<br />
When all the people around you, just don't understand.<br />
GOD  knows your heart, He says take my hand.<br />
<br />
So if you feel alone, and your life's not fun<br />
Give it all to GOD, Because his will be done<br />
<br />
:bible</div>

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			<title>Written for The Cornerstone Treatment Center</title>
			<link>http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/blogs/angelic17/2918-written-cornerstone-treatment-center.html</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 23:28:56 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[3/3/2007  
  
When you were a child, and were happy at play, Did you ever dream you'd be an addict one day? 
Well, nobody thinks it could happen to them, 
They grow up, they make friends and the...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>3/3/2007 <br />
 <br />
When you were a child, and were happy at play, Did you ever dream you'd be an addict one day?<br />
Well, nobody thinks it could happen to them,<br />
They grow up, they make friends and the parties begin<br />
It usually starts with a joint, drug, a drink?<br />
The feeling is good, at least that's what you think,<br />
But then before long you keep wanting that feeling<br />
You still think your fine, that high's so appealing<br />
And all of a sudden the troubles begin<br />
You can't go to school, or to work, or the gym<br />
All that you want is that false sense of good<br />
You will beg borrow steal, go out into the hood<br />
 <br />
Sometimes you think you can stop if you try<br />
So you say to yourself, just let today pass me by<br />
But today turns to tomorrow, and then it gets worse<br />
Your need for that high, now feels like a curse<br />
You say to yourself, I can get what I need<br />
And for the love of your drug, you are filled up with greed<br />
 <br />
You no longer care, about friends family or work<br />
Your life is unmanageable, you feel so berserk<br />
Your main concern, is that drug of your choice,<br />
Even if you know it's your poison<br />
All you hear is that voice<br />
 <br />
It's telling you get it, you need it right now<br />
You'll do what it takes, to get it, you vow.<br />
And that's when reality, hits you in your face<br />
Your no longer healthy, your an addict, a waste<br />
 <br />
Your family, is crying, their begging and pleading<br />
You care but you don't ,it's that drug that your needing<br />
And so you realize, that it's now time to stop<br />
You want to get better, get your life back on top<br />
 <br />
So it's time to be strong and let go of your high<br />
You sit there withdrawing, you feel like you'll die<br />
Your hot and your cold, your mind is sick, body shaking<br />
 <br />
Just give me some drugs, give me what I've been taking<br />
I need them, I need them is all that you know,<br />
I will get them somehow, I don't care where I go<br />
   Addiction is painful, it's hell, it is bad<br />
  It can be arrested, you have to get mad<br />
  Let go of your love for that high that you need<br />
  For if you live life on drugs, you will never succeed.  <br />
  It's time to surrender, give it up let it go<br />
  A lifetime of drugs, will just kill you real slow<br />
  But some are not lucky, it take's their life quick<br />
  Other's don't die, their just constantly sick.<br />
 <br />
  So sit back, and realize that your not alone<br />
   You can get some recovery here at Cornerstone<br />
   All that you need, is the strength to admit<br />
   That drugs brought you down, and that You want to quit<br />
 <br />
  The staff will counsel, and guide you to health<br />
  When your done with the program<br />
   You will recover your wealth</div>

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			<title>Broken</title>
			<link>http://www.soberrecovery.com/forums/blogs/angelic17/2917-broken.html</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 23:12:58 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Broken  
  
I sit alone, in my back room 
The joy once felt, now feels like doom 
My son is grown, he's out there using 
They say let go, 
It's so confusing 
  
Cause I'm so Broken 
I need a healing]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Broken <br />
 <br />
I sit alone, in my back room<br />
The joy once felt, now feels like doom<br />
My son is grown, he's out there using<br />
They say let go,<br />
It's so confusing<br />
 <br />
Cause I'm so Broken<br />
I need a healing<br />
I'm so afraid<br />
I hate this feeling<br />
<br />
I've tried real hard<br />
to give him to GOD<br />
But I can't let go<br />
cause he's my Joe<br />
 <br />
I know this pain,<br />
is here to stay<br />
Just when I think,<br />
he'll be ok<br />
<br />
Another clue<br />
another lie<br />
The same old fright<br />
That he might die<br />
<br />
But I can't stop him<br />
Fear has me chokin<br />
My boy's still using<br />
My heart is broken<br />
<br />
I've tried so hard<br />
to get him clean<br />
How many times,<br />
must I intervene?<br />
<br />
Yes, I'm so broken<br />
My boy needs a healing<br />
How many times<br />
must I feel this feeling?<br />
<br />
I still try hard<br />
and pray to GOD<br />
But the devil's got him<br />
Like a pea in a pod<br />
<br />
Yes, I'm so broken<br />
Can't eat or sleep<br />
I love my son,<br />
this pain is deep<br />
<br />
No truer words<br />
were ever spoken<br />
My son's addictions<br />
have left me broken<br />
<br />
Yes I am broken<br />
<br />
written February 26, 2008 posted on 12/3/09</div>

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			<title>I Am Your Disease</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 05:22:08 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>I AM YOUR DISEASE 
 
You know who I am, you’ve called me your friend 
Wishes of misery and heartache I send 
I want only to see that you’re brought to your knees 
I’m the devil :saevil: inside you, I...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I AM YOUR DISEASE<br />
<br />
You know who I am, you’ve called me your friend<br />
Wishes of misery and heartache I send<br />
I want only to see that you’re brought to your knees<br />
I’m the devil :saevil: inside you, I am your disease.<br />
<br />
I’ll invade all your thoughts, I’ll take hostage your soul<br />
I’ll become your new master, in total control<br />
I’ll maim your emotions, I’ll run the whole game<br />
Till your entire existence is crippled with shame<br />
<br />
When you call me I come, sometimes in disguise<br />
Quite often I’ll take you by total surprise<br />
But take you I will, and just as you’ve feared<br />
I’ll want only to hurt you, with no mercy spared<br />
<br />
If you have your own family, Ill see its destroyed<br />
I’ll steal every pleasure in life you’ve enjoyed<br />
I’ll not only hurt you, I’ll kill if I please<br />
I’m your worst living nightmare, I am your disease<br />
<br />
I bring self destruction, but still you can’t tell<br />
I’ll sweep you through heaven, then drop you in hell<br />
I’ll chase you forever, wherever you go<br />
And then when I catch you, you won’t even know<br />
<br />
I’ll sometimes lay silent, just waiting to strike<br />
What’s yours becomes mine, cuz I take what I like<br />
I’ll take all you own and I won’t care who sees<br />
I’m your constant companion… I am your disease<br />
<br />
If you have any honor, I’ll strip it away<br />
You’ll lose all your hope and forget how to pray<br />
I’ll leave you in darkness, while blindly you stare<br />
I’ll reduce you to nothing, and won’t even care<br />
<br />
So, don’t take for granted my powers sublime<br />
I’ll bend and I’ll break you, time after time<br />
I’ll crumble your world with the greatest of ease<br />
I’m that madman inside you…I am your disease<br />
<br />
But today I’m real angry…you want to know why?<br />
I let all in recovery, entirely slip by<br />
How did I lose you? Where did I go wrong?<br />
<br />
One minute I had you…then next you were gone<br />
<br />
You just can’t dismiss all the good times we’ve shared<br />
When you were alone…wasn’t it I who appeared?<br />
When you sold those possessions you knew you would need<br />
Wasn’t I the first one who stepped in and agreed<br />
<br />
Now look at you bastards, you’re all thinking clear<br />
You escaped with your lives when you found your way here<br />
Only fools think they’re winners when admitting defeat<br />
It’s what you must say when you’re claiming that seat<br />
<br />
Go ahead and surrender, if that’s what you choose<br />
But, I’m not giving up. cuz I can’t stand to lose<br />
So stand in your groups and support hand in hand<br />
Better choices will save you…leaving me to be damned<br />
<br />
Well, be damned all you people seeking treatment each week<br />
Be damned inner strength, however unique<br />
Be damned all your sayings, be damned your cliches<br />
Be damned every addict, who back to me strays<br />
<br />
For I know it will happen, I’ve seen it before<br />
Those who love misery will crawl back for more<br />
So take comfort in knowing, I’m waiting right here<br />
But next time around, you’d just better beware<br />
<br />
You think that you’re stronger or smarter this time’<br />
There isn’t a mountain or hill you can’t climb<br />
Well if that’s what you’re thinkin, you ain’t learned a thing<br />
I’ll still knock you silly if you step back in my ring<br />
<br />
But you say you’ve surrendered, so what can I do?<br />
It’s so sad in a way, I had big plans for you<br />
Creating your nightmare for me was a dream<br />
I’m sure gonna miss you…we made quite a team<br />
<br />
So please don’t forget me, I won’t forget you<br />
I’ll stand by your side watching all that you do<br />
I’m ready and waiting, so call if you please<br />
I won’t let you forget me…I am your disease<br />
<br />
Given to me by Myjoey.<br />
I love this poem.<br />
It's so true</div>

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			<title>A Poem</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 11 May 2009 01:17:28 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[I've Loved you since birth,  
better yet since conception 
How could I have known,  
Of your life of deception 
  
The lying, poor judgement,  
poor choices of friends 
The list just goes on,  
it...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>I've Loved you since birth, <br />
better yet since conception<br />
How could I have known, <br />
Of your life of deception<br />
 <br />
The lying, poor judgement, <br />
poor choices of friends<br />
The list just goes on, <br />
it just never ends<br />
<br />
Extreme use of drugs, <br />
No motivation to work<br />
Sleeping all day, <br />
up all night, its berserk<br />
 <br />
No education, <br />
no college,no trade<br />
It's been a big struggle <br />
with you, <br />
since twelfth grade<br />
 <br />
Getting arrested, <br />
right here, and afar<br />
This has me question <br />
the person you are.  :tapping <br />
 <br />
Why do you choose <br />
such a life for yourself<br />
You have a beautiful heart, <br />
real good looks, <br />
and good health<br />
 <br />
There are cripples in wheelchairs, <br />
who wish for your life<br />
You were born perfect and healthy, <br />
and free from that strife<br />
 <br />
But life's full of choices, <br />
and now your a man<br />
Do you think that addiction <br />
is a part of God's plan<br />
 <br />
God loves you and planned you <br />
so long in advance,<br />
Long before dad, <br />
gave your mother a glance.<br />
 <br />
Whenever I see you, <br />
it just breaks my heart<br />
I see how these drugs  <br />
tore our family apart<br />
 <br />
I also know <br />
once they get in your brain,<br />
It's so hard to stop, <br />
it just makes me insane<br />
 <br />
But I love you so much <br />
your My son, <br />
your MY boy<br />
<br />
If my only child's sick, <br />
then for me there's no joy<br />
 <br />
You must change your life, <br />
where you live, and your friends,<br />
Move out of that place, <br />
turn to GOD make amends.<br />
 <br />
Now is the time, <br />
start today, <br />
Do Not Wait<br />
Don't let jail, <br />
or death be your fate. <br />
 <br />
I know life was tough, <br />
when you were a boy<br />
Your mom who you love<br />
wouldn't let dad destroy<br />
all of the plans that<br />
she had for her son<br />
He just wouldn't stop<br />
It was a fight <br />
no one won<br />
I know how it hurt you<br />
But what's done<br />
is done<br />
<br />
And he did his abusing,<br />
In front of his son<br />
<br />
 <br />
But all of that's <br />
not a real good excuse<br />
To sit back and watch you, <br />
with your drug abuse<br />
 <br />
I'm begging and pleading <br />
I'm down on my knees<br />
I know that addiction's<br />
A dangerous disease<br />
 <br />
When you are sure,<br />
and your ready to stop<br />
I'll be here for you, <br />
Help you climb back on top<br />
<br />
Your young, <br />
and your beautiful, <br />
your my only son<br />
I won't give up, <br />
till this battle is won<br />
 <br />
If you could just love you, <br />
the way that I do<br />
All of this, <br />
would be so easy for you.<br />
 <br />
Remember the love Joe, <br />
before it's too late<br />
I want you to get better,<br />
So your life will be great<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
written for my son Joseph  2007<br />
I Love You with all of my heart</div>

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			<title>Saint Monica Patroness of mothers, Saint of troubled parents</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 22 Mar 2009 19:55:55 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Prayer to St. Monica 
 
Holy Saint Monica, I know that your life on earth as wife, mother kind grandmother, and wise friend to many women and men made you a saint when you stood before the throne of...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Prayer to St. Monica<br />
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<font color="Purple">Holy Saint Monica, I know that your life on earth as wife, mother kind grandmother, and wise friend to many women and men made you a saint when you stood before the throne of GOD.<br />
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As I pray for your intercession, I pray for the courage to overcome fear and to find the Lord in the face of my friends, my neighbors, and especially in my own family, especially my family members whom I remember in a special way today.<br />
<br />
St. Monica, help me when I grow discouraged in prayer. For you lived in the knowledge that even in the darkest moments, Our Lord never leaves us. He knows our needs better than we do, and loves us more than we could ever imagine in this world.<br />
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May your example help me to bring my prayers to the Lord, ever confident of His tender love and concern... even as I pray for these special intentions today.  Amen<br />
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			<title>Suffering through the struggles of addiction</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2009 22:32:07 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Just as soon as I think I am suffering the most, or that I am exhausted from my own family problems, I come across another addict, or a mother of an addict who is far worse off than I am. Does that...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div> Just as soon as I think I am suffering the most, or that I am exhausted from my own family problems, I come across another addict, or a mother of an addict who is far worse off than I am. Does that make me feel any better? No, Why? Because I understand what those people are going through, and I feel for them. I really feel terrible for them. I cry over my son who is messed up, and has lost everything due to his addictions. Until, I talk to the mother who has lost her child, due to addiction. Then I realize that there's still hope. In reality, my son didn't lose everything, for he still has his life. Does he appreciate that, I don't know. If I asked him, he would probably lie to me. Because that's what he does. He lies. Even when he doesn't have to, when there is no reason to. He lies. Why does he lie? Cause he's an addict and that's what addicts do. This is for every mother who has lost her child, due to the disease of addiction. I will no longer complain, or cry, or feel like my situation is the worst. That it is  unbearable, and that I can't deal with this anymore. For I realize how fortunate I am, and how easily my son could have died out there many times, and for whatever reason, GOD has spared me the heartache of burying my only child. I will now, try to look at this torture we call the disease of addiction, as a lesson. As my cross to bear. And as a realization to cherish everyday in this life, while we are still alive. Every minute of life is precious, and it can be taken away in the blink of an eye. For today, my son is clean, and how fortunate for me to have that. He is in treatment. I don't know if he will stay, if this will be the last time he goes to a place like that, but I do know that some mothers never get this, and some mothers kids are out using, and they don't know where their kids are. I have listened to other mothers, who are grieving a far worse loss than I, and I have realized that there is still hope, for my son, and not to give up. To those mom's. You know who you are. Thank You so much. I wish there were something I could do to help you, because you have helped me to stop feeling sorry for myself, and to be strong. To let go of my fear, that has crippled me, and to take positive action in my only childs life. I'm not sure why some addicts die, and some recover. I don't know those answers, but I do know, that my heartache is nothing compared to the mother who will never get to hug her child again. How awful for that poor mother. I am powerless over what my son does, and I have learned that he will not live his life, the way I would want him to. It's his life, not mine. And that he was only loaned to me for a short time. He is not mine to keep forever. So to the mother's who have lost their children. My heart goes out to you, but just like me, your children are not yours to keep. What a horrible lesson for us mothers. It took me 28 years to learn that my son's life is his own. I know that with death comes peace, I know because I lost my brother to an over dose. With addiction there is a constant fright, that the relapse is coming. If I aniticipate that, that's what I will probably get. To me that's worse than death, but if I ask a mom who has already buried her child, I know she would trade places with me in a minute. I have no guarantee that this drug abuse with my son is over, but I do know for today, that he is clean. JUST FOR TODAY. I am hoping GOD holds my son in the palm of his hand. And gives my son the tools to live a good clean and normal life. I have learned to live in the day, and to LET GO OF THE FEAR. Fear is the Devil, and I will not give another second of my life to fear, and evil. Thank You to all the mothers, who have lost their children. I know I could be you easily. I take nothing for granted, and I have learned to be strong, because of you. I pray that GOD will heal you and bring you inner peace. Thank You for opening my eyes, and helping me to realize that I have so much to be thankful for, and to stop worrying. Fear and worry are a waste, and don't help anything. I have also learned that death is not the worst thing, that peace comes along with that terrible loss. I will fear no more. I'm going to hang on, in a positive way. :angel2:</div>

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			<title>Addiction (Loving an addict)</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 22:27:04 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Loving and addict is so frightening 
Your not sure, if they are going to live or die. 
You want to help, but you can't 
Because there's nothing YOU can do 
to change that person. NOTHING 
You can try...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Loving and addict is so frightening<br />
Your not sure, if they are going to live or die.<br />
You want to help, but you can't<br />
Because there's nothing YOU can do<br />
to change that person. NOTHING<br />
You can try to help them.<br />
But the bottom line is<br />
The addict must help himself<br />
Otherwise your enabling<br />
<br />
How difficult that is for a MOTHER<br />
<br />
I truly believed that I could help my son<br />
I felt that I could show him how to stay clean<br />
I took him to meetings, doctors, therapists<br />
I gave him all the tools he needed<br />
<br />
Or at least I thought I did<br />
<br />
And then the relapse comes<br />
How heartbreaking <br />
What I believed was working<br />
Didn't work<br />
<br />
I prayed, and prayed     :c016:<br />
I cried, and cried      :bigcry      <br />
I talked and talked to him  <br />
I fought     :a049:<br />
I lost sleep    <br />
<br />
Until I got sick  <br />
<br />
Nothing worked<br />
None of it<br />
<br />
<br />
So I turned to tough love<br />
The toughest love of all<br />
If your using you cannot come into<br />
this house, for anything<br />
You cannot eat here, or sleep here<br />
I will not give you any money, or anything<br />
I will not drive you anywhere, <br />
Except into treatment<br />
I will not pay your bills<br />
I will do NOTHING for you<br />
NOTHING<br />
<br />
Tough Love is so painful for a mother<br />
<br />
BUT, It's the one thing that made my boy<br />
go into treatment and stay for now.<br />
<br />
TOUGH LOVE IS THE ANSWER<br />
ENABLING JUST PROLONGS THE INNEVITABLE</div>

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