Hope. I held a mother while she cried about her son. He was deep in the disease of addiction and she was at rock bottom. She was scared and tired and filled with confusion and hate and love. Her greatest fear was that he would die from the disease. My words to her were “As long as he is breathing, there is hope.”. And I firmly believed that. I know people with substance use disorder who have long term recovery. They live amazing lives. I hear it every day that as long as ther