Friday, January 29, 2010

Full Moon Friday Night

Tonight on my way home from work, I noticed a huge moon hanging in the sky and wanted to photograph it. I stopped at a park to walk around and see what I could do. On the way there, a man I adore phoned, so as I walked around the park, I described the scenes to him and sort of took him with me. It really was quite romantic.... in a limited way. Unfortunately, the mountains were to the west and the moon was to the east and the moon is always difficult to capture anyway. So I have photos I like, but none of them include that fabulous moon that was the whole reason for the trip to the park.

When I left the park I happened to call a sponsee who I discovered - after talking for quite a while about the great State of Colorado, the weather, our recent travels, politics, and books we are reading - that she is having a terrible time. We were able to talk about that. I was able to offer the suggestion that she is likely unable to fix her difficulties with her own abilities- those same abilities that got her into the difficulties. She is going to need the help of God. I had some practical suggestions for some daily activities that are likely to lead her to a greater reliance upon God and a lesser reliance upon herself. We will talk again tomorrow.

When I got home and had eaten dinner, I texted my daughter - and found that she was in the middle of a crisis at work. It seems that a customer complained about her to their corporate office. My daughter was freaked out earlier today because a 3 year old child had fallen in the restaurant and had suffered a head injury that was quite bloody and frightening. A customer came in just after that and was not impressed with my daughter's attention to detail in assembling her burrito! So she e-mailed a letter to the corporate office, and citing her considerable expertise as a bartender, detailed why my daughter is a meth addict - tattoos, jerky movements, inattention to the very important details of her burrito - and why she will no longer feel comfortable being a customer at the restaurant. So my daughter needs to get a physician to write a letter explaining why she will sometimes have involuntary movements as a person who shot meth for 16 years. My daughter volunteered to do a drug test on the spot... but that isn't what they wanted.

My daughter knows who this woman is - and I would like to find out who she is. I would like to have a little chat with her. I won't. But I would sure like to. They say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned... I say hell hath no fury like a woman whose sober daughter is being messed with. Imagine being the world's expert on who is and who is not using drugs because you are a bartender?

All I could tell my daughter was to remember that God will always take care of her. That her job would never be more important than her sobriety. If she needed to walk away from her job, she needed to walk away from her job. She is so much like me, I know she will not do that.
And now I need to do my prayer and meditation and go to bed. And I bet once I do that, I will have a different perspective.

Good night....

11 comments:

wheelboy and son said...

raw your strength from each other

Kim A. said...

I would not handle a situation like that well at all. I get easily intimidated and my first reaction is to defend myself then berate myself. I'm grateful I have learned to stop, breath, and grab whatever tools I need to in order to deal with other people's crappy crap crap crap. If it was my kid, I would just go beat up somebody. (j/k...but I'd feel like it)

namaste

Pam said...

Nothing is worse than seeing our children treated unfairly, especially our children that are doing "right" for the first time EVER.
I will need this womans name and adress please.

Lou said...

One (of many) problems with living where people remember your past, is some will never trust you. Some feel you do not deserve another chance. Others will want to see you pay for your misdeeds, in one way or another.

Turning your life around where people knew you "then" is especially hard. It makes me angry when others don's see how hard my son is trying. We are always mother lions at heart, rushing to defend our cubs..even if it is just figuratively.

dAAve said...

I love burritos.

Patty said...

I bet that burrito was delicious. God bless the bartender that knows everything ;)

Scott W said...

I know the Rockies mafia. Just sayin'.

Syd said...

It sounds like the full moon may have influenced others in a not so good way. I marvel at how people like to shift their shit onto others rather than own it themselves. I am glad that you and your daughter have the proper perspective.

Hope said...

Tattoos = meth addict?
Some people's logic baffles me.
Lord have mercy.

Ed G. said...

I understand. I really do.

Blessings and aloha...

Mary LA said...

I detest cruelty. Prayers for your daughter, a wonderful brave young woman.