I'm surrounded. Sitting on the floor in the midst of piles of clothes. Piles of giveaways and keeps. Keep for next year if big enough or keep to donate. Keep to give to the sets of boy/girl twins we know or the final pile, the KEEP FOREVER pile. The things we keep. The shoes are …
And then you see the change
I have this Timehop app on my phone that a lot of us are using lately and it strikes me in brilliant glaring color that I used to be very sad and angry and bitter. I used to complain a lot. I used to judge people. A lot. I used to condemn people's fashion choices …
All the Things I Would Miss
Being sober for a while, it gets a bit easier to rest on your laurels. To think that you've got this thing licked and that you are just like everybody else. Normal. Wife, mother, employee, friend, daughter, sister, aunt, neighbor. The thing is though, that can all disappear with just one drink. While that seems …
Too Sober For This 