A few months after I completed rehab, I came across a woman who ended up sending me some speaker CDs from a 12-step meeting.  I didn’t open them right away.  She told me she would be sending them so I knew what they were.  I didn’t open them for aRead More →

For the first two years of my son’s life, I was an alcoholic who didn’t drink, but still allowed the disease to run my life. It was a scary time. I never hurt my son physically, but I probably scared him a few times with my anger. Sometimes I justRead More →

I got sober when my daughter was four. Truth be told, I hadn’t seen her in months before that. It became clear when she was three and a half, (through an event that I may share later), that I could not pull off being a full-time mommy and drink theRead More →