Dec. 29, 2021 – It has been seven years since my son passed away from an accidental opioid overdose. He would have been 31 now. I thought that at this point, it would get easier. But as my cousin who lost a child told me at Isaac’s funeral, “It doesn’t get easier. It just gets different.” I tell other parents who have lost their children that there was nothing they could have done. Al-anon taught me that it was out of my control. I know and believe that, but still, the doubts and the guilt get the better of me. It seems that everyone I speak with knows someone who has struggled, someone who has lost someone. And everyone understands, but they don’t really. Unless you have lost a child to addiction, you cannot really understand.


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