Raising twins and staying sober 24 hours at a time.
That gratitude that washes over as we walk the neighborhood at night and see the homes aglow with warmth and coziness (cozy is a privilege) and knowing I’m right where I’m meant to be. I'm not filled with longing to be in those home any longer, for I have my own place. Not just physically …
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I watched Patton Oswalt's new stand up recently. It was really good. I cried and laughed and shook my head and marveled at how he can turn his pain and laughter through pain into something we can all relate to. Among his many gems he did a bit about "I wonder how many AA chips …
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Maybe it's being smack in the middle of the fuck-it-forties, maybe it's waking up every single morning and having my heart in my throat as to what horrendous things have happened as we slept, but this sobriety sweet 16 seems more fragile now than ever. I remember very little about actually being 16. I remember …
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