Tomorrow my oldest child is arriving to spend her last college spring break with her old man in South Florida. I’ve only had the opportunity to spend two days with her in as many years. You see I relapsed in early 2013 and while my daughter spoke to me in during my last research project she stopped when I entered treatment. I abided by her wishes (but only after my ex-wife blocked my number to her phone) and worked my program but never knew how long it would take. My sponsor assured me everything would work itself out if I remained sober, but time takes time. When the phone rang on father’s day 2014 I was coming up on one year but didn’t expect it. For the first time in my life I had nothing to say about me (my old favorite topic).
Since then our relationship has grown from honesty and understanding but we have only spent a weekend together in New York late last summer. While most college kids (I was one of them) want to break away from winter and raise a little hell in the sunshine with their friends, my daughter asked to spend it with me. Nothing more cool in the world than that and simply because I am sober today and remain teachable!