I was afraid and it kept me from making changes

I was afraid and it kept me from making changes

  YESTERDAY: I was broken. My wife and I were not seeing eye to eye on how to parent our addicted son. I had a brother who died from an overdose many years ago and I did not want to have a repeat of that.  I could not let go of trying to control the outcome –...
Delayed emotional growth

Delayed emotional growth

Jake was the first-born child in our family, and like all moms and dads, we had aspirational dreams and hopes for his future life. His childhood included a Christian school for the first few years, above-average grades, and playing multiple sports. Our family attended...
PAL meetings helped us stand a little taller

PAL meetings helped us stand a little taller

We have a rather large family with three children, two in-laws and multiple grandchildren. Our addicted loved one was a total joy growing up. Our child never met a stranger because everyone became a friend, and he could very easily get an entire room laughing at one...
PAL provided a way to cope with the hurt

PAL provided a way to cope with the hurt

  ​​​ I’ve had the privilege of participating in my local PAL meeting and can say the weekly materials that are shared, as well as the amazing support from other participants, have helped me get through some pretty dark days. My child began self-medicating at around...
Hope is possible even after relapse

Hope is possible even after relapse

  ​​​ A little more than four and a half years have passed since I wrote my first testimonial in late November 2019. My only child was released in April 2019 after spending five months in jail. He had been arrested for a missed court date related to drug paraphernalia...
Finding support, answers in our darkest hour

Finding support, answers in our darkest hour

  ​​​ My wife and I committed our lives, our marriage, and our family to the Lord early in life. We were blessed with two sons and daughters-in-law and four grandchildren. Brian, our second born, challenged with alcoholism, was always the sensitive, caring, loving...