Serving Those with Addiction

Her husband was waiting for her when she came home. He went upstairs to run a warm bath for her and help her get cleaned up. When he came back downstairs, he found his wife talking to her children in the kitchen, convincing them to give her the money in their piggy banks. She told them that “Mommy needed the money to feel better.” She was a heroin addict, suffering from dope sickness and desperate for another dose. And she was one of hundreds that live practically next door, and ...