Keeping Your Place Warm
Sweet child, keeping you warm has kept me busy for a big part of my life—whether in the womb, in my arms, or in a soft, knitted cap I pulled down over your ears. Night after night I tucked you into bed, pulling a cozy blanket up to your chin so you’d stay snug-as-a-bug until morning. I warmed up the car for you mid-winter, and brought you warm soup when you were sick.
Like a mother hen keeping her chicks warm, this might just be a mother’s signature move.
When I wasn’t busy keeping you warm, I was busy worrying that you weren’t. Like the times you headed off to school on cold January mornings wearing sandals, or without wearing your wool sweater. Or, like the the times I feared you were passed-out or homeless somewhere, without a roof, a bed, or a blanket, once addiction was calling the shots.
I can no longer warm you with a scarf or some broth, but I’ve got you wrapped in the warmth of my love. I want you to know, sweet child, that I’m keeping your place warm—in my heart, in my home, in my life.
“I will never give up on you. I know you must walk your own path, in your own time, to seek recovery. So for now I will do the only thing I can: love you.” ~Anonymous
Excerpt from Tending Dandelions: Honest Meditations for Mothers with Addicted Children by Sandy Swenson
“We may often feel fragile, but we are strong. And we are many.
We have the power to overpower the destruction that addiction spreads.”
Sandra Swenson is the author of The Joey Song: A Mother’s Story of Her Son’s Addiction (Central Recovery Press 2014), Tending Dandelions: Honest Meditations for Mothers with Addicted Children (Hazelden 2017), the Readings for Moms of Addicts app (Hazelden 2018), Just Dandy: Living with Heartache and Wishes (Halzelden 2020), and her blog.
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