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What An Odd Feeling ~ Happiness

I’m sitting here this morning having just talked to both my Dad and my youngest son, Uriah. We had wonderfully informative and short talks. They’re both doing great! I’m waiting for my coffee to brew, thinking to myself “So THIS is what happiness feels like. DAMN!! I’d forgotten. Happiness does not exist as an experienceContinue reading “What An Odd Feeling ~ Happiness”

Who’s Responsible?

A friend of mine just asked me to write a post about responsibility. I thought that was a terrible idea because I was content in my new chair and I didn’t want to move from my purring babies. But, the chair isn’t going anywhere, neither are they, and I haven’t written anything all day, soContinue reading “Who’s Responsible?”

Let’s Call A Spade A Spade.

I still find it interesting when I encounter folks who have indeed relapsed but prefer to call it something else. Like a mistake. Or a slip. Or a setback. Or (insert your favorite noun) … To me, this suggests that this person hadn’t paid the full fare for the recovery train in the 1st place.Continue reading “Let’s Call A Spade A Spade.”

Two Years Sober and a Relapse

Yowza. That has to be really hard to digest. Knowing that all the hard work it took over two years to get and stay sober is now in second place to a relapse. Ugh! I am constantly reminded by other folks who write about their relapses after substantial periods of sobriety that the addict voiceContinue reading “Two Years Sober and a Relapse”

I’m Powerless Over Alcohol

Wait. No, I’m not. Who said that? I’m not powerless over alcohol. I finally stopped drinking it for good and I haven’t looked back. That took and still takes ENORMOUS strength. I feel like She-Ra (but I’m not a blond). No addict is powerless over their drug of choice. As soon as we stop –Continue reading “I’m Powerless Over Alcohol”

Remember that song “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”?

Well, those bottles of beer weren’t on any wall in my house. Nope. They were in my belly. All in the course of about five days. I haven’t been sober for long this time (last time was about 20 months), but I’m feeling pretty good about it. I’m plugging along this time with about 4Continue reading “Remember that song “99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall”?”