Category: Journal

5.30.25 What a fantastic topic at the alumni meeting tonight. In active addiction, showing up was a chore that I despised. On the rare occasion that I showed up to a function or event sober, I was looking for the alcohol first, and then the quickest exit from the minute I walked in the door, Read more

5.27.25 One of my daily readings is Twenty-Four Hours A Day. I like that it has a thought, meditation, and prayer for the day. Most of the time, at least one of them is what I need to hear at the time. The meditation for today is about building a strong foundation. Before I could Read more

5.26.25 With Kendall out of town, I wanted to take a shift cleaning out Chevy’s wound on her leg and keep her company. Actually, that’s a lie. I wanted her company. She’s a mama’s girl, and I’m a daughter’s mama. Chevy has her other mom, who leases her, the stable owner, and her staff, who Read more

5.25.25 Holy fuck, my old ass body is sore! Muscles I didn’t even know that I had hurt. I don’t remember falling asleep last night; it happened so quickly. Last night was so much fun, and worth every ache I feel today. My sober tribe is not a glum lot. We know how to have Read more