I remember I was sleeping one night in 1970 - not even sure the date was - when my girlfriend awakened me and told me that I had a phone call.
She said that she had some bad news, that my father had died. She was hestitant to tell me because she didn't know how I would take it. I told her that I was glad that he had died - then I was back to sleep in about ten minutes.
This came up for me today when I was looking at my schedule for the rest of the month and happened to notice that the 20th was Father's Day.
While the program has taught me to not harbor resentments even to this day I can recall when I was a child and the sheriff' would show up at our door to question my father for suspcion of child abuse. Neither my brother and I would talk to the police so nothing happened to him.
One of the reasons I bring this up is that I notice that the worse childhood our clients had the more problems that drugs and alcohol created in their lives.
That's why I experience happiness when I hear stories of families reuniting while in TLC and returning their children's lives to some kind of normalcy. We've even had staff members marry and have children while working here and it's wonderful to see how the love of a family strenthens their commitment to recovery.
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