Being Present in Death When I was 21 my Great-Grandmother passed away. We all new it was coming. My mother and younger brother moved in with her to help her die in peace at home. They had a very long commute everyday to and from her house so moving in with her seemed like the best option. They were there with her almost round the clock to make sure that she was comfortable and was being taken...
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Four years later life is very different As I look back on the last four years of my writings I can see that I have a very different approach to life. I have a hard time noticing the tough times. I know that there have been some yet I just can’t really seem to remember them. I do know that when I find myself in the midst of a tough situation that I am able to get my “self” out...
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Thinking about my life is a public place seems to quell some of the desire to pull my hair out because people will see. Strange how being in the vicinity of other people keeps my inner monologue inline somewhat. Probably not a bad place to go and think when I feel like I’m going out of my mind.
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Nothing would ever be the same. I was finally learning that there were things I had to do for myself, things I had to clean up from my past, things that I had never…
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The days seem to be getting better slowly at this point. Some days are better than others and the realizations of my addiction are coming at me fast and furious. My head is spinning with…
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I felt empowered to let go of what I could not control (something I have learned in the rooms of A.A.) and the relief of it no longer bothering me. Well at least it felt that way for a while…
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