My readers are the best of the best. Not only because you have great taste in fiction (hehe), but because you are so caring and compassionate.
After I announced that my son Gunner is an addict, a few months back, I’ve regularly gotten messages from readers asking about him. Praying about him. Checking on him. I can’t tell you how touched that makes me. To know that you take a minute out of your day to pray about my boy- someone you haven’t even met. It melts my heart.
I’d like to give you an update on him today.
He’s doing amazingly well. He came through Rehab like a champion, and he’s been in a halfway house for a few months now without relapsing. When he was first out of rehab, he had a job at a KFC, not fancy, but it was an honest job.
Now, he has a job at a machinist shop, and he’s learning the skill of being a machinist. He’s been there for a couple of months now, and his boss is impressed by how hard of a worker he is.
Recovery is hard. It’s hard for the addict, every damn day, every damn minute. It’s hard for the family– because we’re constantly holding our breath, hoping that it sticks.
I’m so hopeful this time. SO SO hopeful. Gunner has been strong and unwavering, and seems so intent on truly starting a new clean life.
I truly think that all of your prayers have helped him stay on this path. I believe that the more voices that utter that same prayer, the more God can hear them. And I believe that’s the case here. You heard a mother’s desperate pleas for help, and you answered that call by praying for a struggling son.
And here he is now, so much better, so much on the road to a permanent recovery.
I’d like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for praying for my boy. He appreciates you, I appreciate you. I’ll never be able to express how much.
Thank you, thank you, thank you… from the bottom of this mother’s heart.