I’ve been thinking a lot about friendship lately and all the different kinds of friends and levels of friendship it takes to get by in this world. My two closest friends could not be more different from each other. One I’ve known since our freshman year in high school. She is my sanity check … Continue reading The Tightrope and Net of Friendship
Hellllloooo? Is anyone out there? I've been away for so long that I hope you all haven't forgotten me. We are finally in our new house and I plan to start posting again soon. In the meantime, I'm honored to be a part of Kelsey Munger's thought provoking series on self-care with a piece that … Continue reading The Sacred Art of Self-Care
I bend down and attach the leash to her halter. Her whole body wags in anticipation and she looks up at me with chocolate eyes, her fluffy ears cocked. Unlatch the gate and we’re off. Where will we go? This is not a charming neighborhood. These are small, mid-century, single level homes. You are more likely to … Continue reading What Owns Me
Before I started this blog, I had another blog where I anonymously wrote about sobriety and recovery. When I decided to not be anonymous anymore, I started with a fresh blog and this is the first post I wrote. Side note: the blogger/author I’m talking about is Glennon Doyle Melton at Momastery.
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I was struck dumb by envy a few days ago. One of my favorite bloggers released an excerpt from her new book and I couldn’t wait to read it. As I soaked up every word, my excitement turned to a sick feeling of discouragement. The excerpt was so awesome. It was everything I would write it if I could write like her. She was reading my mind! But instead of feeling understood and encouraged, I felt a sinking feeling that she’s saying everything I’ve ever wanted to say better than I can say it. Why bother to write at all? The best words have been taken.
As I was reeling from the disappointment and wrestling with feelings of ineptitude, I saw a bee walk across my floor. Bees love our yard and if we leave a door open for any amount of time, one is bound to…
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Sometimes my ability to make decisions quickly complicates my life in unexpected ways. I think God made me this way because if I was in the habit of thinking things through, I’d never take any risks at all. When I decided to start a No Nelling challenge 19 days ago to stop yelling at my … Continue reading Make a Wish
When I was in elementary school, I was bullied by an older, bigger girl from 1st to 4th grade. Back in those days, it was considered “kids being kids” and complaining did no good. I endured regular abuse from the bus stop to the playground to the classroom. I lived life in a constant state of … Continue reading Ambrosia and Jesus
No two rock bottoms are the same. The point where we decide that we simply cannot keep hurting ourselves looks different for everyone. This is important because some of us struggle with our perception of what alcoholism looks like. My first year of sobriety, I considered myself an “average” drunk because even though there was … Continue reading Average Is Ok But Outstanding Is Real
I talked to an acquaintance at a gathering about what he did for a living. He said he liked his job but not the office politics. Then, he started talking about a hiking trip he took and his entire being changed. He stood up straighter, held eye contact and got animated. I wondered what kept … Continue reading Smoke