I was driving a cab when I met Amy. One early morning in the middle of winter she got in my cab, and I remember she was in her pajamas, she never said a word. I could tell what was going on with her, but it is my job to never say anything. I just kept to myself. I took her to her destination. Then over the next few days, I started to pick her up a lot, going back and forth from the same places. One day, I finally introduced myself and told her a little about myself. One of the main things I mentioned is that I am a recovery coach. I just had that feeling that she needed help. I asked her if she had heard of Taylor County Struggles Support Group and she said no, she hadn’t. So, I gave Amy all the info I could… […]
When I Met Amy
