Mornings are quiet Uncomfortably soBut afternoon drinksthey start the show By evening, the voice is bossy and loud‘I love you girl; you make me proud’. And later, the slurring, and uneven feet Next day, no memory, just rinse and repeat. Day one, two and even threeEach morning more quiet, self-defeat I love you daddy but your hands they shakeI feel
This is a hard subject to discuss objectively when some days I feel very positive about my marriage and other days I don’t. But I think maybe that’s just being 2 very different human beings trying to live together 🤔 This topic is one that comes up so much on the site. When I first
This past week, from the bully pulpit of social media, the Today Show and Fox News helped this image of American moms welcoming the new school year, XL wine glasses joyfully raised in a toast to “me-time” go viral. It has become the feel-good image of the new school year. If you read the Today
When did the party cease to be?Fun times,laughs,friends with me There came a time I crossed a line That linethat was to change my life A life that was sadwhen I care to admit A child so scared who didn’t fit Family secrets never told Parents slowly growing old A mother tornand broken inside The loss of a childthat she chose to
Before sobriety I was just Doing.Not Being. Now I’m being. And I’m being while I do too. I don’t have less to do.But I have more time. More awareness. I am alert enough to pick up on the little lovely moments. And each day is littered with those lovely moments. It was before but I wasn’t present
