Grow from Your Past

These western cowgirls grew up together but later grew apart. When one was in trouble, the other was able to help save her life.

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We grew up on horseback in the northwest. 

Riding horses and drinking beer; we were the best.

But crazy cowgirl adventures had to be put to rest. 

Sue and I had a rough and tough rodeo past. 

The first few years were really a blast.

After a horrific experience, I got away from her fast. 

She’d say: “All you want to do is keep controlling me.”

I’d counter: “We need to stop drinking beer and switch to tea.”

She would shriek, stamp her feet, and then flee.

Five years later I had a case come across my desk. 

When I saw the victim’s name, I knew it would be a mess.

My boss knew my past and why I was assigned this case is anyone’s guess.

I examined the case thoroughly and tried to read between the lines. 

So many arrests, drug usage, and a vast mountain of fines. 

I projected that her speech would be filled with pleads and whines.

Sue was at the bottom and deserved to be raised up.

She looked like a despondent and abandoned pup.

“Sue, I’m getting you help, please take a sip from the cup.” 

Once she realized who I was, she looked at me with love in her eyes.

“Tammy, you were always the cowgirl who was wise.”

The guards reassured her and I started the process to help her rise. 

By Debby Hackbarth

From: United States

Website: https://deborahhackbarth.com

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