“Why not ask a Loving Parent to help us reclaim our childhood innocence and to live more gently today?”
This week there has been a theme of addiction with my clients. Alcoholism and drug addiction affect the whole family. I remember when I first became a chemical dependency counselor back in the early 1980s. One of the poems I loved was this one. Maybe you can relate.
Daughters of the Bottle
until I was twenty-two
I didn’t think anyone else
had a drunk for a mother
then I met lori, joannie and susan
I recognized them immediately
by their stay away smiles
they were leaders in their work
who would say they were sorry
if somebody bumped into them
on a crowded street
I call on them
once in awhile
they always come
children of alcoholics
Juggler in A Mirror
“The problem with winter sports is that — follow me closely here — they generally take place in winter.”
― Dave Barry
Many of us felt like the stork dropped us off at the wrong doorstep, but eventually learned to love the people who raised us, even if it took years of therapy.
One of the fond memories of my childhood was to sit with my dad and watch football. Over the years, others would come and go during the games, but it was an excitement I won’t forget. Later, when my brother and I were older, my dad created a brick out of foam to throw at the TV. It was so funny watching adults behave this way.
Today, I have several choices of where to watch the game, but I think I’m going to choose to sit with Domingo, my dog while I watch, and remember my dad.
By the time you read this, the game may be over, but if not – join me!