An American Idol ?
Two weekz ago in My family session treatment group with My Two daughterz by My side, in a packed full house,the session started as usual with everyone checking in,during this process, My middle daughter stands tall and says her name,why she is there to support my sobriety,and out of the thick air with all eyez upon Her,she looks at me and says,see that Man over there? He iz My Idol,the heart punch I recieved came so rapidly,it about knocked me off that couch in group,I am so proud of My recovery myself,let alone My daughter saying her feelingz in front of everyone that night,because its not that I had to fight tooth and nail to get what we have now in life, it iz the fact that she was subject to my addiction her whole 17 yearz on this earth,and haz seen the pain of this disease,and the devistation it can reap. So today, I thank her,for having taking the time to say such words , for someone who is usually quiet while attending Our family group at My A/D Classes. I Love Her and My Two other Daughterz more than wordz can ever say. And to top that off the facilitator says he too,also lookz up to Me az a great role model to otherz, So that waz Two wammiez in a row, I tell you it waz hard to hold back the tears,Sumtimez I feel so weak still,when Yet when others look at me for strength, Then I know where My place iz in life.
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