With the kids getting ready to head back to school (my youngest leaves tomorrow for one more week of sleep away camp!), it’s getting to be that time. I actually love the end of summer. I’m not one for heat and humidity. Flip flops, yes. Every single day. But, I want to wear them with jeans, […]
Monday morning, I broke my favorite coffee mug. It was a gift from my sister. Long before I got sober. As kids, she and I fought like crazy. Two girls who couldn’t have been more different. Today, I can’t imagine getting through life without her. We are indeed forever friends as was written on the […]
I’ve said all along, I don’t blame them for my alcoholism. Yet, by continuing to hold their drinking against them, I’m not getting anywhere. They drink. Every day. Beginning at lunch. And, by bedtime, often to excess. I honestly don’t know how she doesn’t start earlier in the day. Just to stop the shaking. The […]
My baby girl is 10 years old today. My sobriety is 18 months strong today. A year ago, I started to think about how I will always share this special day with my daughter. Every year, as we celebrate another year of her life, I will quietly rejoice in another six months of sobriety. Every […]
People need to stop telling me I should have a drink. Seriously. Not because it makes me want to drink. Because it makes them look like complete idiots. Those who know me know I don’t drink. And, they know why. Those who don’t know me have absolutely no business suggesting I ingest an addictive substance. […]
Dear former lifeguard: I hope the high was worth it. Worth getting fired. Worth any embarrassment. I’m sorry if I got you fired. I assume I did. I’m sorry if I ruined your summer. But, I’ll never be sorry for stepping up and making sure someone sober stood watch over hundreds of beach goers whose […]
Today is starting much like a typical Saturday for me. I am alone in bed with my thoughts. Well, not quite alone; I have my tea (TAZO’s Awake – yep, I have given up coffee and it’s been 25 days) and my iPad. But not even my trusty pooch stayed by my side today. I […]
What a difference a year makes. Last year, on May 31, I was a hot mess. Kind of. Completely lost, looking for something that was supposed to be right in front of me but wasn’t. That day should have been my one year soberthday. But, I had relapsed almost seven months into my first long-term, […]
Two years ago, I could’ve easily dined on a wheel of Brie like it was a cookie and washed it down with a glass or two of Malbec. In fact, I did. More than once. I’m sure of it. I loved Brie. Alone. On crackers. Paired with French bread. Baked in a puff pastry with […]