the MIRACLE of the MUNDANE

My first first step

I remember the moment of my first admission. I never so much as joked about being alcoholic until that day,...

What one day at a time means to me

The gracious Nicola published a poem I wrote called “One Day at a Time” on her lovely site. I saw...

A sober alcoholic walks into a pizza place…

She ordered our 18’’ Flippin Pizza. Sitting down, we reached for our phones with a reflexive action, like a knee-jerk...

Lent

I broke my Lenten promise at 9:30 a.m. today, Ash Wednesday. Oops. For all you addicts reading this, you will...

How I Freed my Elephant

I never spent much time imagining what life would be like sober. It was a given that people drank. All...

Poem on Parenthood (finished to restore my sanity)

Had a rough morning, and a rougher night. My son was driving us crazy. It seems as though not sleeping...

Gratitude (getting what I never wanted)

I am a teacher who experienced seven consecutive snow days over the last two weeks. That’s a lot of time...

Denial is not a river in Egypt

It is a mechanism of my afflicted mind that keeps me from knowing myself. In denial, I don’t know that...

For J— (an elegy)

I want to thank everyone who has been so supportive since I lost my friend. For those of you that...

Snowed in and Sober

It’s snowed twenty inches between last night and this afternoon.  My three year old joined me outside before heavy blizzard...

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