I was at a birthday party yesterday for a young child whose parents entered recovery before he was born.
Also at the gathering were several other children with parents in recovery. None had seen their parents use drugs or alcohol.
I reflected upon how blessed these children were. Had they been born while their parents were using they'd have had a different life.
They might not have know when, or if, mom - or dad - was coming home. And if they did return, what condition they'd be in.
These children have never seen drug dealers show up the door. They haven't found drug paraphernalia or empty beer cans around the house. The police haven't showed up with warrants. They have the security of two parents who are working and providing them with a secure life.
One of the blessings of being in the recovery field is to witness events like this. And to see what happens when addicts enter the mainstream of the community.
