People thought WW3 would be nuclear, a rogue nation with a big huge bomb. Instead the world is now at war with a micro-organism that we cannot see, smell or hear. It has swept in silently, like a snow squall on a winter’s day, blanketing our world in contagion. The World is at WAR against COVID19. The front lines are not traditional battlefields, the … Continue reading …the snow squall
In the days when every night ended with multiple glasses of wine, my daily responsibilities and routine were the switch that kept my drinking in check. The carpool and committee meetings, and the daily tasks I carried out as Family Manager, ensured that no wine was poured before 5pm. God knew that the time would come for me when those superficial controls would disappear. Children would go … Continue reading …5 o’clock
I am thankful for the dawn that arrives each morning reminding me daily of God’s love and His promise to be light in the darkness. Humanity is now in a dark time, passing through a wilderness that none of us could have ever imagined. I am however confident in God’s promise is that He is here and that a long as we trust in Him, … Continue reading …let there be light
For as long as I can remember, a glass of milk has been my go to comfort drink. Long before I spiraled into glass after glass of wine to silence the voices in my head, I drank milk to ease my nerves. I even downed a glass before walking down the aisle! Last night at 2 a.m., after tossing and turning for far too long, I … Continue reading …comforting
Today is DAY28AF! This feels big! And important! Where is my Hollywood perfect celebration with confetti, cake and a silly skit? I’ve been looking forward to this day, the little voice in my head cheering me along as it drew closer saying, “YAY! You graduate on Day 28! You will be cured! It will be easy from here on out.” Let me be clear, I did not go … Continue reading Magic 28
The sun rises Liquid golden light wakens the voices in my head They join me, guide me showing me the path Standing in their home I feel a gentle pull Let’s do the closet today I say opening a door One closet leads to another his closet to hers We thought it empty but she’s been there all along Hiding in the cupboard waiting behind … Continue reading VOICES v2
It’s not my fault. I am not broken. I no longer accept that my addiction to alcohol happened because there is something wrong with me, making me different from anyone else. I also do not accept that I have a fatal incurable disease. These are concepts that I’ve run into over the years, especially at AA. They used to make me feel powerless and, to … Continue reading …poison control
