Addiction was ripping my family apart and the stigma we faced only made it worse
When someone asks me to describe my husband, words often fail me. Funny, caring and a little devious just don?t do him justice.
From the moment I met him, I knew Kevin was a rare gem of a human. When we first started dating, he?d show up at my soul-sucking nightmare of a job on his skateboard, a picnic in his backpack. We would eat homemade sandwiches, cookies and fruit in the park across the street from my office, and he?d crack jokes to cheer me up. He was someone who could (and would) effortlessly insert a Simpsons quote into almost every conversation (he even slipped the made-up word ?cromulent? from a Simpsons episode into a paper he wrote for his master?s degree in social work). And he had the letters WDTSF tattooed on his inner calf, mostly so that when someone would innocently ask, ?What does this stand for"? he could grin like a Cheshire cat. WDTSF. What does this stand for" Kevin could be incredibly generous with his time. One of his favourite things about his social work job at a long-term-care facility was just listening to the seniors? stories all day. And like everyone else who met him, they quickly fell in love with the heavily tattooed guy with the infectious laugh. (One resident even crocheted us bookmarks with our names on them.) When our eldest daughter was invited to a Halloween-themed birthday party, he enthusiastically dressed up as a heavy metal rocker, despite the fact that he detested the holiday. Kevin was the only parent who showed up at...
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