October 4, 2001 is my sobriety date. It took several attempts to get here and even more attempts to stay here. And I'm still not done, for each day I get up and I make the decision that I still want to be sober and I do what's necessary to stay that way. Back then …
What happened when I stopped asking for permission
Maybe it was being all jacked up on hormones. Maybe it was the devil science. Maybe it was that my desire to start a family was so much stronger than what my priorities had been prior to that period of time. I'm not sure what it was exactly, but there was a point in time …
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Tuesdays with Chicago
Taking advantage of a beautifully sunny Chicago morning, I ventured toward the DMV to change my address to my brand new license! Lo and behold when the questions came, the same old panic hit, but after a moment, with a clear conscious I could answer with nothing to hide. With no lines and no trouble, …
Too Sober For This 