Wednesday, January 21, 2015. Here it is another day my life is moving along. It is a gift to be sober and present for the life. I am giving it my best- best that I can muster and for this I am grateful. One day at a time. Learning to give a voice to myself even when it is difficult. In the past I did not have skill in my speech it took a fight or self destruction to bring attention to a situation.

Essays and articles on sobriety and recovery for women, utilizing the program from Women for Sobriety. Saturday, December 21, 2013. I could not be happier! But nothing is ever this easy. What will I do then? Do any of those thoughts sound familiar? Links to this post.

A journey in the life of an alcoholic mother, teacher, coach, mentor, sister, aunty, wife. Thursday, 1 January 2015. Many have you have touched my heart in the past and helped me find my way to recovery.

I almost took my last breath as, a moment later, our dog stopped breathing and his eyes went glassy and still. It was heart-wrenching, and it was seared into my brain. It was interesting to watch our other do.

My addiction feeds off negativity. It feeds off my own negativity, your negativity, the negativity prevalent in the world, any type of negativity will do. One of my jobs as a recovering addict is to find a way to keep enough positives going in my mind and life to counteract the negativity. Let me tell you, it is not an easy job! On a daily basis. Seboulisa, mother of power.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018. Promise - TLC Book Review. In the aftermath of a devastating tornado. That rips through the town of Tupelo, Mississippi,. At the height of the Great Depression. A few minutes after 9 pm. Slowly navigating the broken streets of Tupelo.