Life was good. Then my son became an addict.
The Joey Song: A Mother’s Story Of Her Son’s Addiction chronicles my journey of finding a way to survive my son’s addiction even if he does not.
When Joey was a toddler, I would sing to him the only song I knew all the words to: I’ve got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, down in my heart, down in my heart; I’ve got that joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart, down in my heart to stay.
He called it the Joey Song.
Well, Joey is down in my heart to stay — no matter what happens. And, I’ve learned the importance of keeping joy down in my heart — no matter what happens — too.
I’m not ashamed that my son is an addict; I’m sad he’s an addict. So, no more silence. I hope that on the pages of my book, this website, and my blog you find comfort and strength for your own difficult journey. You are not alone. We can be one strong voice against addiction; let’s sing The Joey Song together.
My second book, Tending Dandelions: Honest Meditations for Mothers with Addicted Children is a reflection on my own recovery from my child’s addiction. Recovery is a process we all share. It’s not only for the health and well-being of our beloved addicts, but for our families—and ourselves—too. On the road to recovery, we pass through several stages—sometimes again and again (and all cattywampus), and in our own good time. The ponderments in my book, collected as a set of meditations, reflect those stages.
Together, we’re traveling a most unwanted, unanticipated, and unclear journey—for a lifetime. Whatever happens next may or may not follow a neat or hopeful path. So, we all need to find our own inner-dandelion; we all need to take a close look at the things we don’t want to look at—the things lurking around in this place where love and addiction meet—so we’re as strong as we can be. My wish is that the “ponderments” contained within my book, Tending Dandelions—the thoughts laid bare for you to think about—will help you achieve that.
Nest (noun): a snug retreat or refuge.