It was 3 a.m. and the kids were sleeping, but I lay awake counting the seconds between my husband’s breaths, wondering, “Will this be the night this addiction finally kills him?” I looked around at my life, finally seeing through the lie that we’re a perfect, happy family. I knew the truth: the addiction had taken him over. I had to find courage before the next breath…before he became death #22.
It sounds like the opening lines to a fictionalized movie, but these are the opening lines of my memoir, 47 CHANCES. I’m an “Everything Survivor.” I survived 25 deaths in 8 years. I survived my husband’s addiction and America’s opioid crisis, PTSD, a seizure disorder & more. I’m here to tell you HOW we – you and I – always RISE AGAIN, how love always finds us, even at our worst.
Megan Aronson 