This is a topic that has been haunting me for more than a week now and I was wanting to share it with you.
Moms who have addictions to alcohol and drugs.
Working in the Social Service industry has shown me a side of humanity that saddens me.
People are overwhelmed.
They struggle day in and day out with the simplest of things, and are simultaneously weighed down with the mightiest of things.
If we consider ourselves to be an 'it takes a village...' people, then allowing moms and families to suffer in silence almost seems like abuse. And unfortunately, my experience has been that because of the pain and turmoil they've been through, they commonly turn away any offered help. They do this because of embarrassment, pride, fear, confusion, culture or any other number of reasons.
My hands feel tied. I so desperately want to help - love - support - hug - listen - cry with - make laugh these people that have been through so much, but my hands feel so bound.
And yet my heart is not.
So I will think on them, pray for them, give them love from afar for now, and right next to them when I can. I will support them as best I can in any given situation that comes my way and I will do more with every opportunity I'm given.
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