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 [...]
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 [...]
She was the problem. She was wild. I am not talking a little wild…I am talking wild to the core. She was so much fun. I just loved her, but she was the problem. It seemed that every time we got together, the cops were called and there was a ton of drama. Yes…she was the problem. We got off on being as crazy as possible, and I only recall memories of our time together with fondness. But deep down, I felt that if I distanced myself from her, I would distance myself from the craziness of alcoholism. I didn’t even realize that I was an alcoholic at the time. So, I walked away…somewhat consciously and somewhat unconsciously. Our lives diverged and we didn’t talk for many years. We didn’t have a falling out. We just simply migrated away from each other. We lived only a few short blocks from [...]
Life in Recovery according to Kellyann. Simply being in the 6:45 Shark Island meeting on a Thursday morning..... The raw shares of open heartedness are touching; the laughter makes me feel lighter and happy to be an alcoholic with solution, the connection of mind, body, spirit, and soul...emotionally and physically are stunning, and I'm so relieved over and over again how blessed I am to be okay, just okay. The middle path - not too elated, not depressed, simply filled with abiding joy.
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 [...]