By: Marilyn L. Davis
Who Gets Harmed in our Addiction? Our Children
But I Never Meant to . . .
Motherhood in the South: You Can’t Be a Mother without your Children
I’ve Got to Blame Someone or Something – Just Not Me!
Growing up in Silence, Children Do Not Learn to Communicate
Writing Through the Pain
- If my Mom doesn’t talk to me, I must be bad.
- I think she loves my sister more than me; they are both artistic.
- My Mom tells me how accomplished my sister is and I feel inadequate.
- Why can’t I please my Mom?
Recovery Gave my Inner Child Some Answers
“Forgiving does not erase the bitter past. A healed memory is not a deleted memory. Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember. We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future.” ― Lewis B. Smedes
Forgiveness and Amends
My daughter’s forgiveness is as different as they are, and I was shortsighted to expect anything different. For one child, the conversations are still, even after thirty years in recovery, a matter of carefully chosen words. She listens for inflections and subtle nuances, and some conversations are not comfortable. Still, there are conversations and for that, I am grateful.
Second Chances with our Children
“It’s like this old patchwork quilt my Momma used to have…Each piece on that quilt meant something. And some of those pieces were the damn ugliest things you’ve ever seen. But some of the pieces were so beautiful they almost hurt my eyes to look at when I was a kid…That’s the best you can hope for, Danny. That your life turns out like that patchwork quilt. That you can add some bright, sparkling pieces to the dirty, stained ones you have so far. That in the end, the bright patches might take up more space on your quilt than the dark ones.” ― Brooke McKinley, Shades of Gray
Writing, and recovery heals the heart
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