Well, that was harder than expected….

The last couple weeks have proven, beyond any doubt, how ridiculous my naive optimism can be. My mental state has been put to the test and has emerged with a solid D-. While Dave was out of town, it was also UEA, so the boys both had sleepovers at friends houses. I still had to… Continue reading Well, that was harder than expected….

Six Months Sober

This is one of those posts I started writing about twelve times, just to delete it and start again. I think I have figured out why it’s been so hard to put into words what my feelings have been over the last couple weeks. When October 1st came and this milestone was reached, what seemed… Continue reading Six Months Sober

Turned off the Fog Machine and Shed my Wet Clothes

A couple of weeks ago I made the decision to take medication out of my life for a while. The initial plan was just to cut my dose in half, but thanks to the deeds of a dishonest computer, I ended up taking them out completely. I had been getting increasingly frustrated with the combination… Continue reading Turned off the Fog Machine and Shed my Wet Clothes

Sharks and Sharks and Sharks….and Mermaids.

Last week, back into reality, was a real, real one. I lived out an inspirational comedy Thursday afternoon that I am still laughing a bit about. Our division did a big service project building planter boxes, planting veggies, making blankets and moving furniture. It was a long, hot, fulfilling afternoon that I was grateful to be… Continue reading Sharks and Sharks and Sharks….and Mermaids.

Island Therapy

These last two days have the hardest to date. I am painfully aware this is not the last time I will utter those words, but damn, I didn’t truly realize how hard this trip would be. We are officially on vacation and as of Wednesday at 5, my taste buds have been overwhelmed with the… Continue reading Island Therapy

Hope

This week has been exhausting. Group on Monday was different. Our usual counselor wasn’t there and the energy of the person who filled in was nothing like what I am used to in that intimate setting. There was something that was pointed out and it made me think a lot. I had been having a… Continue reading Hope

Rough days… Good thing there’s Cavalia.

5/7/16 The silver lining over the last week or so has been hard to see. Pain and frustration have been thick and I haven’t wanted to write at all. There is a pain in my side I have never felt before. After an x-ray, the doctor told me there is some sort of lump in… Continue reading Rough days… Good thing there’s Cavalia.

If I make it to 60

Pink unicorn drinks rainbow cocktail from a bottle.

4/23/16 This morning I sent my oldest off to work and then straight to his dad’s. His dad has more spare time on his hands than me. He can devote more time and energy to him. It’s our hope that the distance from his friends and the wonderful influence his dad can be will help… Continue reading If I make it to 60