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For 8 years straight in South Jamaica Queens, I had a heroin dealer named Boobie. Boobie always answered my calls the same way every time "what's up champ, where you at?" When Boobie told me to meet him at a certain time, I was there early, when he was late, I waited, and when he told me I needed more money to cop, I went and got it. While building my relationship with Boobie, I was destroying my relationship with my father and the rest of my family. Heroin addiction wasn't something they were prepared for, or willing to accept. The drug separated me from my family for years, and recovery has given me those relationships back. Last night my father had invited me to the gym for a 7 AM morning workout. At first, I accepted and then canceled because I felt it was too early for me. When I got home last night I thought about the sacrifices I made to get heroin, and how I didn't think twice about it. I decided to set my alarm and surprise my father at the gym. On 3 hours of sleep, I arose to meet my dad for the morning workout. Watching him smile ear to ear when he saw me in the parking lot was better than any bag of dope I ever got from Boobie. I simply smiled back at my father and said: "What's up champ?"
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