14 04, 2016

Sober is the new black…

April 14th, 2016|Faith, Joyful Recovery, Recovery Stories|0 Comments

Sunday, February 22, 2015 is my seven year anniversary of sobriety. When we moved to Richmond, VA four years ago I was grateful for a fresh start; not for myself but for Sugar-britches. But guess who told our new friends about his mama’s recovery? Sugar-britches! Guess who won’t let a sober anniversary go by without going to an AA meeting to get my poker chip? Sugar-britches! He says, “Mama, it’s kinda a big deal”.  Well, if he’s talking about God’s Grace, then he is so right! For Valentine’s Day, Prince Charming gave me a fancy set of medallions to put in a shadowbox. Each one has the Roman numeral for the year of sobriety it signifies. I have the actual plastic poker chips, but he thought I would be proud to showcase the fancy ones since “I LOVE fancy”! Be still, Heart. I have decided to embrace my story and [...]

11 11, 2015

Lifted Up In Sobriety

November 11th, 2015|Faith, Joyful Recovery, Recovery Stories|0 Comments

Having lived in Northern Arizona the majority of my life, I have come to love the great outdoors.  Hiking, biking and camping have always been at the top of my list.  I find stability, which I lacked in my growing up years, in Mother Nature.  We have such a variety of animals in the north woods, of which most I have been privileged to observe. My dream has always been to travel to Canada and to see some of it's wonders of nature.  I saw a documentary on television about the migration of geese that happens naturally in Canada. Seeing this miracle of Mother Nature is on my bucket list. When I ponder all of the wonders that happen right in my back yard, I feel the sense of my higher power working tirelessly for all of us.  It was no wonder, when I came upon this story about the [...]

21 10, 2015

I Choose to be Authentic

October 21st, 2015|Early Sobriety, Faith, Recovery Stories|2 Comments

  This article was written by Rene, founder of Love & Recovery, and first published on TinyBuddha.com. Click on the link to read the full article, Why We Need to Share Our Honest Feelings. She hurt my feelings. She was leaving soon to live in another country for up to six months. I knew that if I held on to my hurt, this resentment would fester, and my best friend would be the recipient of my anger. I prayed for courage to find the right words. I didn’t want to hurt her. I knew I had to say something or I would allow my hurt to manifest into something huge. The courage came, and I acted immediately. I dialed; my heart pounded. I was so afraid. She answered. The lump in my throat made me silent. I began to weep. I gently uttered, “I’m calling to tell you that you [...]

22 07, 2015

Shimmy in the Light of the Spirit

July 22nd, 2015|Faith, Joyful Recovery|10 Comments

So...you think you can dance? This Saturday is National Dance Day. Just writing that sentence makes me nervous. Yes...nervous! My dance skills have always been meager at best,  and they weren’t enhanced when I was drinking, but the liquid courage allowed me to occasionally cut a rug. Ha! In my now zero-proof life, dancing scares the holy heck out of me. But secretly or not so secretly, now, I have a strange desire to dance. Flipping channels on the telly* last night, I came across the hit series, So You Think You Can Dance...a show that truly inspires me. And, the creator of the show, Nigel Lythgoe, also established National Dance Day in 2010. National Dance Day encourages Americans to embrace dance as a fun and positive way to maintain good health and fight obesity. Soooo….all of this talk about dance got me thinking. Why am I afraid to dance [...]

27 05, 2015

Look for the Light

May 27th, 2015|Early Sobriety, Faith, Recovery Stories|0 Comments

I'm sitting in traffic on Pacific Coast Highway gazing at the ocean and remembering the dark days that came with the city of Santa Monica from 2010 to 2012. I loved it here during that time. I was a tiny little speck among millions of people. No one knew my name, and I could slip into any one of thousands of liquor stores that are on every corner in Los Angeles. I was anonymous and could dive into my oblivion, and then spend my nights at that wretched apartment that sat high above the Pacific Ocean  and overlooked the Santa Monica Pier. It was such a dichotomy. A beautiful view from a cluttered, dark mess. And there I would stand, looking out of the window with my best friend vodka and I would think how great life was. I enjoyed being unknown in my last years of drinking, so I [...]

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