Not my first Rodeo
I answered, knowing that it would be a contact from my son. The days of cell “phoniness” are over and I wanted to hear how things were going on day one of his detox.
He sounded great and the conversation was laced with flavorings of relief and optimism.
He is wiser now and understands how to avoid the fights, the drug seeking, the escape attempts, and drama that occurs in all detox facilities. “I fly below the radar and have limited conversation other than in meetings.”
He playfully reminded me “Dad, this is not my first rodeo.”
I laughed and thought to myself, “I guess that is a good thing but I do wish he wasn’t such a cowboy.”
He told me he was actively participating in the group meetings. He talked about 12 steps, as cowboys new to the rodeo, listened to my son, the “expert”.
He always feels better when he is helping others and was amused by the naivety of those “kids” new to the program.
I guess being a Rodeo Star has its advantages.
Peace and strength
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