Therese has been writing since she found out that her beloved books were written by real people—about the age of eight. Since then, she’s always had a story going on in her head, and sometimes forgets reality. She loves going to church, volunteering there, spending time with her family, crafting with friends, and reading.
Now, let’s hear from Therese:
I first “met” Aidyn Pierce from “A Fistful of God” when I was talking to a fellow writer about her story. We’d been discussing the difficulty of growing up whole–I should say, the impossibility of growing up whole–with a parent who was an alcoholic. I wondered, what if said parent quits, and does everything she can to stay sober, but her daughter can’t accept it? And there she was, my Aidyn, hurting, angry, isolated. And did I mention angry?
She didn’t like to talk to people but she did to me–her fury spilled out, so much so that sometimes I had a hard time making sense of her and her feelings. But then, dealing with an alcoholic doesn’t often make sense, especially to a child.
For a long time, I thought Aidyn was me, and yes, she has a lot of my characteristics and issues. But just recently, I realized she is actually my mother–hurting and angry, and all that anger spilling out onto me. And the inability to forgive–yes, very much my mother. Unfortunately, I forgave the alcoholic who messed up my life long before I could do the same for the co-dependent who helped him.
Most of this revelation came long after the last galleys went through to Fay. Because there’s a huge divide between knowing a thing, and actually feeling and living it. I knew all these lessons that went into my story, all the lessons Aidyn needed to learn, but I didn’t really know them. I hadn’t lived them yet. So whatever “wisdom” that lives in these pages, it is not mine.
Then where did it come from? I’m betting on the Holy Spirit. He’s always been there for me, even when I couldn’t see or feel Him, always guiding, even when I didn’t follow, always whispering love and reassurance, even when I didn’t listen. I think He put the things I needed to discover into the story for me, and then sat back to watch me figure it out. “There you go, dear. That’s it. You’ve got the idea, now make it yours. Make it real. Start to live it.”
I hope I’m living it now.
And I’m hoping, too, for those that really need to read this book–I know some already have–that whatever God wants them to learn is clear to them. I pray for each of my readers–young or not, just starting on this journey of healing after the damage inflicted by an alcoholic, or well on the way, or not needing that at all–come to listen to Him. Because He is what the story is all about. What our stories are all about.
She’s never taken a drink, but she’s recovering from alcoholism all the same.
After the death of her father, teenager Aidyn Pierce spends all her time cleaning up her mother’s messes. So when Mom announces she’s getting sober, Aidyn doesn’t believe her. Mom has tried before, and Aidyn knows there will come a time—a day, a week, maybe even a month from now—when the cravings will be too much, and her mother will start drinking again. So, when Aidyn is encouraged to attend support meetings, she refuses. No point in wasting her time when her mother’s going to drink again, anyway.
But what Aidyn doesn’t count on is the healing power of love and friendship, and the incredible strength of God to walk both mother and daughter through the dark valley of addiction and recovery.
If you missed Monday’s Character Interview of Aidyn Pierce, click here.
If you missed Wednesday’s interview of Therese, click here.