You were passed out in the back of the car as she drove home from the bar, she was the DD in the group - but she decided to get the others an uber and take you both home alone instead.

She was playing your favorite music, just at the right volume. She was tired of therapy, but she knew you wanted her to get better, so she wouldn't stop it. She glanced at the ring on her finger and smiled, she'd proposed about two months ago and she couldn’t ne happier about it.

Nights like these were why she stayed in therapy, why she stayed clean. She wanted to be better for you and to be able to take care of you like this every night.

She changed her emergency contact from her dad to you. You were now more important.