Posts in category "fear"

I Saw This Family at the Dollar Store

When you troll the dollar stores for years in search of paper plates and straws and cat toys and party favors and completely inedible foods, you never even walk down the toy aisle. Except when you are looking for your nephews and then you think LET’S JUST KEEP LIKING LIGHT UP STICKS FOREVER, can we... Read more »

Donna Day 2015: Baby You're a Firework

Today is Donna Day.  This year is the 4th year I’ve written about sweet Donna and her mama.  My previous posts are here and here.  I really loved those posts.  I love them as much today as I did when I wrote them. But it feels like we keep repeating ourselves.  Let’s work to stop that. The first... Read more »

Reeks of Compassion

You never know who you will find inside the disguise.  The protection.  The armor. Just look in her eyes.  Just smell his breath.  Just try to imagine combing her course twisted hair.  Just think what his skin looks like underneath that layer of grime.  He can’t remember the last time he went to the dentist... Read more »
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All the Things I Would Miss

Being sober for a while, it gets a bit easier to rest on your laurels.  To think that you’ve got this thing licked and that you are just like everybody else. Normal.  Wife, mother, employee, friend, daughter, sister, aunt, neighbor. The thing is though, that can all disappear with just one drink.  While that seems... Read more »

Sunday Night Blues

I don’t mind Mondays.  It’s not that.  I quite like Mondays.  For I am a seeker of order and schedules and organization.  Once Monday arrives, I am usually quite content to greet the day and get back to work. However, the Sundays that come before the Mondays.  They are the pits. The Sunday Night Blues.... Read more »

What happened when I stopped asking for permission

Maybe it was being all jacked up on hormones.  Maybe it was the devil science.  Maybe it was that my desire to start a family was so much stronger than what my priorities had been prior to that period of time.  I’m not sure what it was exactly, but there was a point in time... Read more »
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You looked kind of drunk

“You looked kind of drunk in that picture you sent me last night.” My husband casually said that the next day and I didn’t think anything of it. Kind of laughed it off.  Until we were out for a walk with our twin toddlers and it hit me. “Did you seriously think I was drinking... Read more »

Coming out from Behind the Stroller - Remember You?

The safety of the big wide bar.  The balance.  The support.  The shield.  The barrier to the world.  The safety net.  The catch all.  The protector and the provider.  The wide berth you are granted as your double wide passes through.  The help kindly passers by afford you on your journey.   The end all... Read more »

I am the sober mom

It would seem I’m in the minority.  It would seem I am alone in the sea of cute bedazzled wine glasses and happy hours with pedicured feet, beer cozies and a pool view. I am the sober mom.  I am a mom and I don’t drink.  I am the mom who CANNOT drink.  For you... Read more »
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Easy does it

Long term sobriety is a marathon, not a sprint.  That’s as close to a running metaphor as you’ll ever hear me spout.  I’ve got a few 24 hours going here, but at times it can feel as though I’m just starting out.  Fumbling, clawing, grasping for calm, cool and collected.  Groping for the wisdom to... Read more »
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