Another night, and I am on the move again. A secret, quiet move.
Many people move packages all around the globe. My packages are living, breathing, thinking and usually talking (a lot!). My “packages” are human… very special humans.
I move my humans in broad daylight, or as it has been so often lately, in the dead of night. Time of day depends on the situation and on the timing of events, and very often my involvement begins after the day crews finish their work. At a bustling airport, I will be totally focused on just one person… one. I may spend all night quietly in an emergency room, waiting for the next move to begin. I may be in a restaurant or holed up in a motel for a while, with one goal… helping someone safely reach the next destination… treatment.
There are huge networks of people out there who work quietly behind the scenes to give these “packages” the best chance of retaining and improving life. All our work is behind the scenes. No one talks in specifics outside of the “circle” in order to protect our charges. This is non-negotiable, as we protect and serve without the badges. We are out there working our hidden agendas, often in plain sight. I get to be a part of these people. My admiration for them is great.
And these “charges” that we work with…. who are they and what do they want from us?
They are the alcoholics and drug addicts who have partially or completely ruined their lives. They are those who have partially or completely damaged every relationship they have. They are those who have reached a point where they see a drastic change is necessary.. and they see that change as sobriety. They are those who believe that they are ready for this frightful change. They are the special ones. They want only one thing… help… and I get to play a role in some of their journies.
Yesterday began at 5:30 am, as I awoke and began to assess the day ahead. My actual work began at 1:00 pm, I began to travel a couple of hours later, I traveled through 3 states and I arrived back home at about 3:00 am today. I shook off the exhaustion that I felt, and walked to where my better half was sleeping. I appreciated her comfort, then petted the 2 dogs who woke to greet me where they lay. I gave my honey a gentle kiss and whispered, “Another one lives tonight”.
It was a good day.
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About the Author:
Dave Innis, CRC, is an independent certified recovery sober coach and companion. He works with recovering alcoholics and addicts globally, either in person, via Skype sessions, phone or email. Dave Innis began as a counselor in late 1994 and has worked in the field both in the southwest and eastern US. Dave operates in the US as well as globally, and lives in Chicopee, Ma. He is currently affiliated with Addiction Campuses. Dave will work with individuals, families, employers or recovery agencies upon request.