Word up! WordPress peeps! (say that 5 times in a row!) This week flew by fast! It was a great five days, I really moved my two ‘scripts Im working on forward, and hit up a lot of good meetings! …and its Easter already! Have a great Friday, and have a better Easter! …stay sober,
Category: short stories
(Moving Forward) Step six and seven. Truly letting go of my past and defects. Making my road to recovery and connection with my higher power as clear as it has ever been for the first time in my life. Truly moving forward in my life and sobriety. I have held on tight to this point,
So at fifteen months in sobriety I finally realize that its not all about me! I’ve always felt that my disease is special. That my addiction is unique. I’ve always felt that my story is this amazing book, filled with exciting antidotes that only I lived to tell about. This amazing product that tells the
“If you are not working on your sobriety, then you are working on your relapse.”
I finished my first 5k today, it felt really good. It wasn’t one of those deals where you say, “if you would of told me two years ago Id be finishing a 5K, I would of told you that you were crazy, but it was a dream accomplished, and I admit, a small tear formed
I usually try to blog on Monday’s however, I’m going to be really busy this week with soccer practice, the finishing touches on a remodel job, and the daily responsibilities of a husband, father and starving writer! So, I’m gonna cheat a little to help things run smooth this week while I keep up my
The morning sounds of life, Awake and fresh. There is a calm and peace, Oh so bright. Disturbed by engines passing by, City trucks working Birds fleeing To the big blue sky. Happy Friday morning…one breath at a time!
…and there I was, holding a red weenie dog with my left arm, while my right, was holding on to red collar of Colt, who was stuck half-way through the black iron front door gate. Colt’s head, two front legs and half his body on my drive-way concrete while the rest of his body in
So I got some time to kill, I’m not sure what it is!<!–more–
The warm makes my tattoos sizzle, Thank ya Lord for no drizzle. The sun bearing on my face, Maybe I’m just out of place. I lean outside on my rock, Bare feet, without socks. The dry earth between my toes, Allowing the day to unfold!
