This is my story of healing through art, and a story of recovery, being lived one day at a time. I am Mom & textbook co-dependent to my twenty year old daughter and recovering heroin addict. I can't imagine the battle she goes through on a daily basis to stay clean, but she is doing the work and succeeding. I'm incredibly proud of her. I am grateful for every moment I have with her. To hear her voice answer the phone in the morning is a joy that's hard to describe. Her strength amazes me; She is a walking, talking, dancing miracle, having survived multiple overdoses and coma. Oh, the Lord is good...
While she was away in rehab, my wise therapist suggested, in an effort to keep me above the green, that I paint. I was an art student at one time and hadn't painted in years, but I listened to her.
I laid a large piece of canvas on the floor of my dusty old barn. I plunged my hands into buckets of house paint and began throwing wildly at the canvas. I threw paint with my whole being, with all my guilt and incomprehension and gut-wrenching sadness, with all-consuming love for and faith in my daughter. I threw paint until my shoulders ached. I cried and laughed and screamed and sang. I threw paint with blazing anger at my naivete and uncanny ability to pretend that everything was ok. But mostly, I threw paint at the overwhelming fear of losing my daughter.
What was born from this craze of paint throwing was not only art and beauty, but understanding and surrender and gratitude. And I found that I could breathe again.
But herein lies the miracle: when my daughter returned home from rehab, she saw my paintings and suggested that we make cards with them. Cards that might ease the pain of others in our boat--so many others--struggling with addiction, alcoholism, eating disorders; ease the pain of anyone suffering.
She chose the inside messages from letters that I had written to her when she was in rehab. Then she designed the logo on the back of the card. And here we are. We'd like to call them recovery/encouragement cards but they are whatever you need them to be.
From the pain and uncertainty and horror of addiction emerged something good and beautiful. A miracle in itself, this little project has been healing for both my daughter and me. And I have no doubt that intervention of the Highest kind made it possible.
We hope you like our cards. We hope they are helpful to you in some way.
We hope they'll help you catch your breath.
It's a good day! Kit