I can almost go two or three hours in a row until the word and the thought of it hits me again. Heroin. My son snorts heroin. And then the palpatations come and the breathing becomes difficult. And then I remember... God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; courage to change the things I can;and wisdom to know the difference. And then the breathing returns.
I will get through this. I can let go.
Happy Thanksgiving and love to all of you!!!