As I left for work this morning, I took one more glance at my youngest. He was sadly staring at me, watching me leave him—again.
I feel guilty because my addiction took from my enjoyment of parenting my first child. I feel guilty because even though now I have it together, for so long I did not.
For me, living sober has given me space to leave behind things that were holding me back, and move faster towards things I want.
Nothing prepares you to hear the words, “I’m sorry but there isn’t a heartbeat.”