Thursday, December 28th is a day that I will never forget. It was the day I drove my 16 year old daughter to in patient rehab for her heroin addition. It is a day I never envisioned and never believed could ever occur. Call me an ostrich, with my head in the sand - there were so many things I did not want to see.
One of the differences between my daughter and me is that she is lyric person and I am a music person. I hear notes, she hears words. Many of my favorite songs are the instrumentals, she takes the obscure songs with lyrics that describe her life as she perceives it.
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