I started a YouTube with my mother. Although that sounds glamorous and exciting. The reasons for this are not all sunshine and rainbows.
Let's start from the beginning, and no not my adolescence. (We would be here all day)
In February 2014 my mother met a man 20 years her junior because of a tattoo she needed to get replaced. At this time, unknown to her, this man was a heroin addict. She was a hardworking, divorced, mother of three with a nice apartment and a good job. The chance meeting of these two individuals turned into a relationship and shortly after, began a connection that involved a lot of narcotics, theft, deceit and jail time.
Three years. After much turmoil, cheating and lying took place, they had fought through and beat all the odds and remained a couple. In fact, despite their addiction, one of the most loving couples I had ever come to know. They wed in December 2016. A small wedding at a courthouse. I didn't find out until the day had already come and gone. Worried for my mother but happy. I smiled.
Five years. The connection she had with her children faded. Small get together for the holidays were all we had compared to the almost daily visits we shared. Her youngest had all but given up hope and had not spoken to her in almost a year. This made me devastated, I could only imagine the effect it had upon my mother. She never said it, but I knew she felt as if she had broken our family somehow.
Six years. So much has happened. Her husband has been in and out of jail multiple times. She now has a record. They have lost their home and now walk the streets of a city called Cincinnati, fighting to find $30 a night to sleep at a small motel. Otherwise, the receptionist allows them to sleep outside on the porch.
Eight years. There had to be more to life, and they knew it. The frustration of the life they had been living came to a head. They moved into her father's basement and began to pick up the pieces of their lives. Both going to outpatient rehab, her husband got a job, and she began much-needed therapy. Today, they are both attending a Baptist church regularly and have both been saved and baptized. Her children now speak to her regularly... and I could not be happier.
Today, she and I share a YouTube channel that goes over the views of different generations. A decision we made to repair the relationship that had gotten so strained over the past eight years. Generation X vs Millennial. Questions and answers that gain different views from us both. Repairing our connection, a little at a time.
It has been a few weeks since we created a video due to our other employment obligations.
These are the best times I've had in years, and my heart is full. My best friend since I was just learning to walk and the one who made me who I am today. I will be forever grateful for her recovery.
If you have a family member in the full form of addition and you are losing faith. Don't give up hope. Remind them you're here and that recovery is possible. I may not be a religious woman, but I believe a miracle fell upon my family. We've got our rock back. That's good enough proof for me.
🧡Shine Bright, Kayla
(Article originally published on Medium.com April 2022)