I am the mother of four beautiful, intelligent and sensitive children of whom I am very proud. Each Mother’s Day I am reminded of their unique and delightful personalities and the infinite cherished memories they have blessed me with. Our home was filled with a wonderful mix of love, laughter and activity. Tragically, I became a bereaved parent in 2008, and again in 2014, when my eldest (27) and youngest (22) sons died from opioid overdoses following months of residential treatment and sobriety. I am certain Josh and Logan never wanted to become dependent on any substance and they absolutely did not want to die before they had a chance to truly live. Despite their efforts to tame the beast of substance use disorder, recovery would elude them. A mother’s love is tenacious and hopeful; we are compelled to protect, nurture and be our child’s greatest champion in sickness and in health. For me, the same was true as my sons faced the greatest challenge of their young lives: addiction. Though sadly they did not emerge victorious, I continue to be in awe of their courage to face the fight toward recovery. I am finding healing as a Shatterproof Ambassador where I can honor the boys by sharing their stories and giving them a voice to eliminate the looming threats to successful recovery: shame, secrecy and the stigma surrounding the disease of SUD.