I grew up in a middle-class suburb in MD. In my home, I grew up with both of my parents and one of my older sisters. I have two other half-siblings on my father's side, an older sister and an older brother, who I would see fairly often and kept a good relationship...
Real Stories of Hope, Love, Loss, Recovery & Family
We hope you will find solace in these stories. These stories represent a community of mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers, friends & family who have faced addiction in some way. Some have personally fought this disease. Some have fought alongside someone they loved. Some have lost. Some have overcome. Some are just in the midst of their fight, and some haven’t’ even begun. Regardless of who you are or where you’re at, the most important thing to know is that you are never alone. Addiction is a family disease, a community disease, and must be fought together.
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A Headache in my Heart Aaron Christopher, the night he was born, my postpartum nurse called him "Ace" and it was perfect since he became my number one, my first precious son. I remember him taking his first steps, the excitement he had about becoming a big brother to...