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.