One Size Fits All…

… or does it? I’ve never liked reading those words in advertising.  Whatever they were selling, it never seemed to fit ME.  I’m not sure who “all” is, but it isn’t me. This morning I reflected on several conversations I’ve had this week with people in and out of AA; all of whom are supportive and encouraging of my journey of sobriety, health and rediscovering … Continue reading One Size Fits All…

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When my  mother died 9 years ago I started drinking every night to shut out the voices.  To dull the ache of mourning.  To escape the pain.  Of the many things I mourned in losing my mother, the one I mourned the most, was losing her memories.  Her perspective.  Her stories.  She was the keeper of family stories, including those of my father’s family. I … Continue reading 3,285