There is no graduation for addicts… it is a period of remission and exacerbation… and for many of us, we just substitute for something else.
We laugh at our new-found coffee addiction or just fill in the blank, but for many…it’s the truth.
Keeping my eyes on Jesus is my only hope.
Beautifully Awkward
My story. This is my personal experience. I have been wounded and broken and shattered. I was picked up into the hands of the Father Almighty. I am a Christian…A Mom, a Nurse and a wife. I am also a sister, a daughter and an Aunt… Thus the story told, I have a disease, one I did not choose—Drug Addiction. However, may-it-be—I am His,
living the supernatural,
Connie.
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Her Broken wing