You can do it!

I don't talk about this. A couple of days ago I went to my boy's doctor. While waiting for her I went to eat something with my son. When going back to the doctors office I saw a guy I know since a long time. He was a very handsome guy. Dark hair and mustache, skinny but strong, light brown skin color, the typical hispanic man.

Now he was in a very bad condition. Dirty, pale, his eyes were out of here, he was seated in a corner watching life passing by. I stop the van and told him: Do you remember me boy? He looked at me for a while, then smiled. I smiled too and ask him how he was. Well... you can see, he replied. Are you on drugs, I asked. He looked at me like molested. He never told me if yes or no. I told him: You know how I was and you can see how I am now, but couldn't control the tears in my eyes. My voice got weak and told him: If I did it you can do it too. He looked at me with a resigned smile on his face and I left.

Sometimes I think what can I do for those who are now like I was several years ago. I became a mom of 4 kids and a wife and starting to make a small business. Right now I just can't go to rescue those in the claws of drugs. I wish I could. It is very sad to me to see in them how I was and very sad to see what I did for myself and they just can't do or don't want to do. It's clear they can't do it by themselves. They need help. I needed help. I think at times without that help where I would be right now. Maybe dead or maybe dying. I escaped from death so much times. I'm blessed.

For now all I can do is to tell them they can do it.