It was my daughter's three best friends who came to me one day, and right in front of my daughter, confronted us with her heroin addiction.
My daughter ranted, screamed, called them liars and disowned them as friends. The girls cried but held their ground. They apologized for tattling, told my daughter they loved her, and hugged me goodbye before leaving at my daughter's request.
Those were three of most wonderful young ladies I had ever had the pleasure of knowing. They loved my daughter as much as I did...enough to risk their friendship. The years have passed and my daughter came to understand exactly what it was her friends had done for her, and they are all still tight till this very day.
What a wonderful world this would be if we were
all fortunate enough to have friends like that...