This one spoke to me...especially the part that said you question what you are supposed to do with your grief. I’ve been struggling with this a lot. I feel like I need to use it to help others but I’m not sure in what way. I know part of this is being a great surrogate parent to our grandson, but I think there must be other ways. And what do I need to move on? I need assurances that he is going to grow up and live a normal, happy life, free of the pain of addiction (yet it will always have a presence because he lost his mom to it), but I need assurance that he won’t PERSONALLY suffer from it. I think if I could know this, I could feel more at peace. I know that worries about the future can rob today of its joy, so I don’t want to dwell on it, but it’s always there in the back of my mind.