Where I end…and You begin.

In recovery circles, we talk often about telling our stories, to heal, to encourage and to process what has happened in our life. The story can be fraught with danger, peril and violence. Or, it can be like a soap opera, all that’s missing is the dramatic soundtrack to give the over-blown emotions the added… Continue reading Where I end…and You begin.

An unscheduled departure…

My next entry was going to jump right into step 3, but here I will pause. Sometimes in life, as in our recoveries, things don't go quite as planned. I have been called out-of-town on a family emergency (all is turning out okay, thanks!) and so my scheduled posts have been knocked a bit sideways.… Continue reading An unscheduled departure…

Flannel conviction…

It started off pretty mucky around here. Dark, cold rainy. Definitely flannel shirt weather. But now the sun has peeped out from behind the clouds, and although the air is still a bit nippy, the colors of autumn are in bright celebration of it's arrival. I attended a meeting last night, and as per usual,… Continue reading Flannel conviction…