The possibilities of growing old…

I used to think 50 was really old. Now the closer I get to it the younger it seems 🙂 I also used to think I’d know everything I needed to know by mid-life. I felt sure I’d have more strengths and lesser weaknesses. I thought I’d be perfected and accomplished at something. I’m laughing because that’s just not the way it is. I’m definitely wiser from trial and error, but the older I get, the more I realize what I don’t know.

Sorry to burst the bubble of those younger than me. It’s just not all  figured out by a certain age. This however, has been a wonderful revelation. I have time. God isn’t finished with me yet. I’m discovering that I’m as fresh and young as my latest testing, training, and stretching.

I’m constantly being made ready. For what? Who knows what’s on the horizon. No matter our age God has plans. Look at Moses who was called at 80 years old! There’s a lot ahead and this is hope. How awesome to think that God is preparing me, that He’s not finished transforming until my last breath.

I’m not stuck (as I feel some days). God is not hampered. As long as I’m willing, I’m being groomed for His next assignment… even during the current one. He doesn’t see problems, only opportunities. Oh, to have His eyes.

ForGlorySake! -Anna

 

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When the going gets tough… and stays tough.

This is not the first storm our family has weathered. We’ve toughed it out through some doozies, but this newest venture is really hard. Maybe it’s the constant-ness of it or the fact that they’re my parents. It could be that these diseases are progressing far faster than we expected and there’s no guessing what tomorrow will bring.

Recently, my dad fell in the street during his daily stroll. My mom is unsteady on her feet and even though she has a rolling walker, she prefers a cane and holding onto her husband. Usually one of us goes with them. So far so good… until this afternoon when the child next door ran to tell me Papa went down in our cul-de-sac.

They were a little scratched up, but ok. Later on however, we noticed he was not able to use his right side- arms or legs. A call to 911, and an overnight in the hospital for tests confirmed TIAs (mini strokes) due to A-Fib (irregular heart rhythm)… all side-effects of Alzheimer’s. He now qualifies for long-term, in-home Hospice. No more doctor visits, ambulance rides or hospital stays! Thank God, they all confuse him.

Professionals have been coming daily to assess him, bring products and teach me care. Honestly, this is proving to be quite a blessing with so much help and instruction. It came just in time, as dealing with them both has left me physically, emotionally, and spiritually wiped-out. My mother is not happy about any of it, but I am thrilled.

I’ve been thinking I should be stronger and wiser instead of so befuddled, cranky and ready to throw in the towel. I’ve learned from these nurses that this is a huge job to take on. They have each been so encouraging and compassionate, answering my many questions, giving me tips. I’m even getting insight on how to deal with Grandma.

I’m hoping we’re at the mid-point in this long, dark tunnel… just about to turn the corner where light is visible. There are no guarantees… even from Hospice who sees these cases daily. Sigh. My job is to keep them “safe and comfortable.” And God has sent helpers who really understand and will share the load. This is fresh grace. I’ll take all I can get.

1st up, two walkers, please!

ForGlorySake!Anna

We love Crossroads Hospice!
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Focusing My Mind

I run a big household and some days I am overwhelmingly distracted. There’s a cacophony of noise in my head, and the kids were beginning to think I’m a chronic daydreamer. They tell me, “You’re not listening, Mom.” They’re right, but I wasn’t ignoring them.

It’s the constant review of everyone’s schedule, my list of doctor calls, emails, bills, and the grocery needs, a prayer list, and sometimes medicine doses. I am responsible for the well-being my elderly parents… and this has added a lot.

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Matthew 6:34  

I’m learning not to future trip. Aiming to live in the moment. Letting all the what-ifs of tomorrow wait. Focusing on today, being thankful and remembering it’s not all up to me. Definitely good counsel, from our parent-group about focusing in general.

The LORD says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you. Psalm 32:8

Things must be accomplished. I have to make plans and utilize lists. Alarms on my phone help my swirling brain. Yet quieting my heart and mind will take a letting go, and allowing God to have His way.

My cheat sheet:
 1. God will guide me 
2. He remains in control 
3. He holds it all together 
4. I’m not in control – Halllelujah!

Lord, guard my life today against unnecessary activities. Help me to make wise plans, allowing You to lead. Help me stay present for all these that need me. Keep our minds stayed on You.

ForGlorySake!Anna

What a crew- plus our care-giver
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REPOST! Recovering Meth Addict Answers the Burning Questions © by Barbara Cofer Stoefen

Recovering Meth Addict Answers the Burning Questions
I sat down with my daughter recently, and asked her some of the burning questions about addiction that we all want answers to. Annie is now thirty-one and eight years clean and sober. In view of the obvious risks involved, people are curious why anyone initiates drug use, and why one continues to use drugs in spite of extreme negative consequences. We also want to know what we can do as moms, if anything, to try and get our addicted loved one to stop using.
A few women from The Addict’s Mom group here in Oregon and Washington helped provide some of these questions:
Q: Why did you start using in the first place?
Annie: Alcohol was my first drug of choice. I was nearly 18 when I first drank and wondered where it had been all my life! I found it helped me feel more socially comfortable… more comfortable in my own skin. It diminished my anxiety. I always felt kind of “less than” and drinking numbed that feeling. I continued to experiment with other drugs over time. The first time I used meth I was told it was cocaine. Surprise! I loved it for about a minute… until it completely took over my life. I was homeless within two months. Eventually, alcohol, meth, and other drug use wasn’t about getting high… I used so I didn’t have to feel at all.
Q: Do you think addicts become addicted to the street life?
Annie: Oh sure. There’s no accountability out there. There’s perceived acceptance from being around people just like you. But it’s an illusion. It’s not safe. Women are used and abused. It’s all about what one person can get from another.
Q: What finally convinced you to get clean?
Annie: I initially agreed to go to treatment as a bargaining tool… because I didn’t want to go to prison. The idea terrified me. I’d been to jail about six times, and was pretty sure prison was next. I kept relapsing in treatment though. I was about 100 days cleans and then relapsed again. It freaked me out to realize that a beer at a bowling alley could progress, literally within hours, to a weekend of meth use… and then going home with a drug dealer. I couldn’t believe it took mere hours to advance to a level of using that had previously taken me a year to get to.
Q: What was your bottom?
Annie: There were many. But the one that really got me to the place of “no more,” was the incident I mention above. I’d just finished 4 months of rehab and a month in a sober house, yet then went on this meth spree. Things went downhill instantaneously. I found myself sitting on the curb in front of a Borders in So Cal, with no where to go… except to some guy’s house. I was miserable, embarrassed, and broken. It was extremely painful. I knew I could either go get more drugs… or stop. My powerlessness was apparent. I walked into a bar, ordered a beer, and then walked out with the beer half empty. That was my last drink/drug… and ironically the only time I’ve EVER had just one.
Q: What is a bottom anyway?
Annie: I think it’s when the pain of staying the same exceeds the pain of change (note: a parent’s enabling can keep the user from experiencing this.) For most addicts, the “fun” of using disappears pretty quickly. We continue to use because it’s just too hard, or too painful to stop. But then it ultimately becomes too painful to continue… if we’re lucky.
Q: How have you stayed clean?
Annie: As cliché as it sounds, it really is one day at a time. Don’t pick up no matter what. Life is hard, but addicts tend to perceive life as being harder than it actually is. Asking for help from other people who have successfully achieved long-term recovery is very important for most of us.
Q: Does it get easier with time?
Annie: Yes! When you stop using drugs, the idea is to find a better way to live. It’s not all about the drugs. It’s about you (i.e. me). It’s about learning better life skills rather than throwing a substance at it. Drugs aren’t the problem. I’m the problem. Drugs are a symptom. Take the drugs away, and I’m still here. To achieve recovery one needs to change absolutely everything. Most people, that is “regular” people, are rarely ever given this kind of fork in the road.
I think addiction is on a spectrum like a lot of other diseases. Some of us are sicker than others. Some of us recover more easily than others. Some of us don’t recover. Some of us die.
Q: Are you still going to meetings?
Annie: Occasionally. I’m in a women’s group and I attend that meeting once or twice a month. My husband rarely goes to meetings anymore, but the most important people in his life are in recovery. He knows where to go when he needs help. Most of our mutual friends are in recovery, so we don’t hang around people who drink or use other drugs.
Q: Do you ever have “flashbacks” or any lasting physical effects from having used?
Annie: Initially I had lots of using dreams, but those eventually fade. Now, eight years into recovery, I rarely do. But I’ve had moments where there’s a vivid memory of a traumatic episode. The guy who first gave me meth, and who once held me hostage for a day and a night, showed up at one of my 12-step meetings a couple of years ago. I was running that meeting and couldn’t bolt like I wanted to. It was one big anxiety attack. I had a hard time wanting good things for him, or to welcome him into the recovery community. He didn’t last though. He went back out within a week. I hate to admit it, but I was glad.
I can also get fixated on things, like when I pluck my eyebrows or clean the house. Meth gets you hyper-focused and there’s some residual from that. I also have some weird anxieties and OCD stuff that I didn’t have before. Like I’m always picking at my fingers and silently counting them.
Q: How long does it take to feel normal again?
Annie: Normal? What’s that? I’m resigned to the fact that normal doesn’t exist. I don’t want to “feel like myself” again because that’s what got me into trouble in the first place. I’m still figuring out who I am. One thing families can do to help their addicted loved one recover, is to have no expectations about who or what they’re supposed to be. Love and accept them for who they are.
Q: Do you have any advice for moms who have a child in active addiction?
Annie: Know that it’s not about you, or something being done to you. There’s nothing you’ve done to make this happen. There is nothing you can do to fix it. It’s an inside job. We (addicts) can only help ourselves.
Meddling can push your child further away. Always crying and begging and pleading doesn’t help at all. Telling us how awful we are doesn’t help either. We know this already. We won’t react to your emotions or pleas because we don’t want to feel your emotions… or our own for that matter. You probably think you know your child, but chances are you have no idea who he or she is. And you need to accept that you have no idea what it’s like to be in their skin. We don’t want to hurt you, so we pull back.
That hard exterior you see is our defense mechanism. On the street, other addicts will eat you alive if you don’t toughen up. There is no trust. All people do is take from you. And you have to remember, some of the people we’re hanging around with haven’t felt anything for years and years. The street is drama magnified. Meth addicts hang with meth addicts and heroin addicts hang with heroin addicts. Everybody has sex with everybody else. It’s perpetual Jerry Springer. It is not classy. But it’s what we know.
When you’re wondering why the addict keeps using, in spite of tremendous negative consequences, know that we will ride this thing until the wheels fall off. It’s the nature of the beast.
Q: What do you think about interventions?
Annie: Interrupting the cycle can be a good thing. Introducing another option. And even if it doesn’t take right away, seeds can be planted. Exposing the person to something better can be a good kick-start to recovery.
Handcuffs proved to be a good interruption for me.
Q: There’s lot of talk these days about use of the word “addict” and how some consider it a demeaning label. How do you feel about it?
Annie: It’s ridiculous that people get all hung up on words. For me, the word “addict” is the noun for someone who suffers from the disease of “addiction.” It’s just like “diabetic” is the term for someone who has “diabetes.” I don’t think it’s demeaning at all. An addict is what I am. I’m not crazy about the word “junkie.” I do think that has a negative connotation that tends to marginalize… but not the word addict. At least not for me.

If you have more questions for Annie, please leave a comment, or send me an email at Barbara@BarbaraCoferStoefen.com. Posted on September 30, 2014
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Knitting Love

My son told his story again. This time to a group of mothers. I found myself feeling heavy with guilt, “Where was I? – Why didn’t I see what was going on?” Every time he speaks I hear something new. Even though I’ve dealt with the guilt before, it’s easily accessible.  

Later, driving in the car alone, God reminded me of the love my husband and I had poured into each of our children from the day they were born. He gave me an image:

A giant loom weaving threads back and forth. The threads were love shown day after day. They were knit together, making a strong cloth of trust underneath our children. Incase they should ever fall.

Ok, this was really cool. I was crying, but I felt better.

Then I thought of our oldest son who didn’t come to us until he was 18. His mom had been unable to care for him after his father passed away. I knew from his story there was love in his home, but so many of those core threads were severed at a critical time.

“What about him, Lord?” 

Again I saw that giant loom weaving threads to finished-off a cloth.

God used our family to strengthen what had already started, and to repair what had been damaged. I began to think of other family relationships. So many displaced kids stayed with us for years. Having burned bridges with their own families, it was easier for them to live with us. Easier to let us love them. 

My take-away? Parents may fail, family may fail, and the System may fail …but God’s love never fails! When we use His threads of love, they are eternal and healing.  

ForGlorySake! -Anna  

Love never fails. 1 Corinthians 13:8

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Why Pray?

Prayer makes a difference! Off the cuff, planned out, alone, with a group, in your head or out loud, God IS listening. If you say, it’s totally a faith-thing, you’re absolutely right. Prayer is my life-line. It connects me to my Creator. It releases all the nagging worry and frustration into the hands of the only One who can do anything about it. Even more… it’s a tool God has given to use for others.

I used to get so frustrated sitting in a weekly parent support meeting listening to people say, “there’s nothing any of us can do to help our kids.” -Hogwash! I understood our kids had to make their own choices about sobriety, but I did’t have to sit by helplessly. I had been given an incredible resource… prayer.

I’m not talking about ordering God around (as if I know what’s best), treating Him like some sort of vending machine. I know God sees a bigger picture. I know He has a plan. I know He’s after heart-change. I’m talking about getting in on what He’s wants to do, using His Own Word as promises to stand on, and asking for big character growth!

This changed the way I prayed- not just for my kids, for other-people too. I sort of,  stand in the gap, asking for what they don’t or won’t:

  • that God would use this season for all it’s worth – nothing wasted.
  • for wisdom to be learned 
  • for mercy 
  • for grace in relationships
  • for the mind of Christ (self-less, caring, giving, serving, God-honoring, purposeful thoughts)

This also gives me a new focus as I walk around the house. It’s not a formula, but I know God is  listening. He hears the cry of our hearts anywhere, anytime. We are not helpless! I have seen Him answer so many prayers

ForGlorySake! -Anna

Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Romans‬ ‭12‬:‭12‬
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Not just another Graduation

In 72 hours our son, will graduate!!! This will not be your average celebration. This is huge. He has successfully come through 2 and 1/2 years of invaluable counseling from an incredible program with some of the most caring, loving, giving mentors we’ve ever come across. 

These folks saved our child’s life by offering tools to live by – as he choses. The counselors at Insight have been consistent and focused on a daily basis. They truly understand the kids they work with because, they too went through recovery as teens. As nuts as I thought some of the program’s antics were, each event has had a purpose. Crazy hours, wacky group hang-outs, and addict-to-addict mentoring. All part of their format.

Counselor’s also share and empathetically listen on a daily basis… constantly encouraging, yet never enabling. All this showed us, over time, a better way to do life. Believe it or not, I thank God daily for this uncomfortable journey He’s taken us on. It’s opened my eyes to so, so much and it’s made an incredible person of our son! I like to think it has changed me too. I am especially grateful for all those God put in our path to love.

Thank you,  Jeanine, for the direction on who to call in our moment of crisis. To Marcos Sanchez– who met us and directed us to Insight. For Insight’s amazing director, Matt Myers, patiently explaining the program and calming our fears. The incredibly talented counselor, Talbot! To wise Mike– challenging our kid to be the leader he is. And all the countless families in the program housing and feeding our son and allowing us to reciprocate.  

Lastly, to the sponsors and safety net crew that stayed close and listened, offering, “You can do this, I did.” Thank you! You have all been part of growing a lost soul into the man he was created to be! This is my celebration. This is what I longed for- He is the God who brings the dead back to life. He calls you worthy to save.

ForGlorySake! Anna                                            

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Always an Addict?

I have an amazing friend who’s battled cancer for 6 years!  Even when all her tumors shrunk in size and most disappeared, she was still labeled “Stage 4.” One time I got my nerve up and asked her, “Don’t they ever down-grade you?” She looked at me through these very wise-from-all-she’s-been-through eyes, and said, “Now, Anna, do we really need some doctor to tell me I’m being healed? God does not need man’s labels.” Wow, what faith and what an attitude! I saw something that day that I wanted – a living beyond this world.

As I’ve mentioned before our son has dealt with addiction issues. As parents, David and I knew our child needed help beyond our ability and so we sought professional intervention. With that, came labels and diagnosis and terms like “forever” and “always.” Those are hard words to hear about your teenager. We believed our job was to love, carefully nurture and protect our kids. What was happening? Where had we gone wrong? 

I decided I didn’t like labels. Then I remembered, I’m a sinner saved by grace. I like that label. I’m called, chosen, accepted, loved-dearly, blessed… and I really like those too. I think my problem comes from words that sound hopeless. But wasn’t this what my friend had taught me? Man’s labels can’t stand up to God’s! His are always full of hope.

Our son has learned that negative behaviors cause him trouble, but good decisions bring him life. He uses the addict label as a guide for his good. God has healed him in so many ways. Will he forever be cautiously aware of potential weaknesses and take measures to stay accountable? Yes, I think so. And so should I. I have weaknesses and situations I also need to avoid.

I am so proud of our young man’s hard work and his 910 days sober! I praise God daily for all that He’s done. I’m not worrying about the future. I’ve learned it’s what I do with today that matters. Today I’ll be thankful, I’ll celebrate and I’ll choose God’s label “MINE.”

 ForGlorySake! -Anna

“But God had mercy on me so that Christ Jesus could use me as a prime example of His great patience with even the worst sinners. Then others will realize that they, too, can believe in Him and receive eternal life.” 1 Timothy 1:16
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Ouch, That's My Heart!

Love is a big gamble. When you open your heart and allow yourself to feel for someone else there’s an inevitability you’re going to get hurt. Not necessarily because they mean to hurt you, but definitely -as you draw closer- you will hurt with them and for them.

I’ve come to realize that the heart-ache and hurt I feel for someone else’s suffering brings with it an incredible by-product, a gift. My heart stretches bigger. The holiday video, “The Grinch That Stole Christmas” has this scene near the end, of the Grinch grabbing his chest, as his heart grows several sizes. It actually breaks the tiny box that holds it.

When someone I love is in pain, I tell God all about how I feel; how I think it stinks and hurts them and me. When the issue keeps on going, big, and ugly I feel hurt and frustrated. That’s when it’s time to stop all these swirling thoughts, frantic prayers and just sit with the hurt knowing it’s ok. Father God feels the pain with me.

I can trust He is aware and involved. It’s only my inability to figure out His plan that’s frustrating me. God will never be figured out or pinned down. That’s what makes Him God. Sometimes His work is so quiet and behind the scenes. Sometimes it’s out in front for all to see. Either way, God in His great timing and wisdom, knows how to bring beauty from ashes. He is all about reaping the biggest harvest of results… the best rewards from the messiest of lives.

Isn’t Jesus’ Life, Death, and Resurrection the perfect example?! Even my old grinchy heart can grow bigger in Him. Love and keep on loving; my family, my friends, my neighbor, a stranger (until they aren’t anymore). So worth the cost and risk to my heart. 

S T R E T C H!

 ForGlorySake! – Anna

Teach me how to love
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Interim

I am of that infamous group, the “sandwich generation” – ones caring for parents while still raising their own children. The longer we do this crazy blended living we more we run into others doing the same thing. I look at our new life – as sorta having fallen into it. Is it something I would’ve chosen? I really never thought about it before it happened. My parents were so healthy and capable… until they weren’t.

When my husband and I began to seriously consider the idea of moving my parents in with our family, things began to happen fast. We have never felt so pushed forward. It all began to cascade in a big rush, not of our own doing. I hardly took a moment to realize how unprepared and unqualified I was to care for 2 people in their state.

My mother’s hydrocephalus and my dad’s progressive-dementia were just another bend in the road until all normal life stopped. The strangest thing to me was that God was never surprised. He knew. Definitely most amazing, was that He had a plan long before we even had a clue. Whether I can see it or not, He’s promised all things will be used for our good. I marvel to think that we haven’t begun to see all the ways yet.

When we walked in this house, I privately named the property “Interim.” God had proven Himself, Yaweh Yireh and this was His provision. But I knew from day one it was temporary. In all reality it can not last forever. So how will I fulfill my promise to do this thing that daily seems beyond me? How will I not become overwhelmed, tired and cranky, repeating a task for the millionth time?

My ever-loving Father sent me a reminder today: it’s ok to wonder why, and how, and ask again for help. It’s ok to know I can’t do it in my own strength or wisdom. I am so very limited, but He is not! He will help me in this interim.

ForGlorySake!Anna

lake behind the house
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