I published my first public blog post in March of 2016. I had never intended to blog or had any interest in writing until I stumbled over a website called Hello Sunday Morning while searching blogs to help me stop drinking. You see I was 50 years old, the mother of an 11 and 15-year-old,
Today is an important day for me. Today is my son’s birthday. He is already in his 30’s and that’s how long my relationship with alcohol pushed him out the way. For a large part of his life, I wasn’t present. Oh, I was there – but I wasn’t there for him. Because I was
April is Alcohol Awareness Month in the USA. It is? Really? I’d never heard of it before it was mentioned in my online community last week. So I did some field research, and do you know what I found out? Not one person I asked had heard of it either, not even my teenage kids
The octopus is symbolic of my own life because it was through cleverness and grit that I survived. As an emotionally damaged 16-year-old mother of one with a seventh-grade education, I was determined to make it. Still, I couldn’t survive and heal at the same time. So I built emotional walls and it was behind
