Tag: recovery

Dissonance

I remember attending my first Twelve Step recovery meeting ever. It was an open meeting, and I attended with a friend. I listened. I learned a lot and felt that even though what people were sharing didn’t totally apply to me, there was something… Continue Reading “Dissonance”

How to move

I woke up humming a tune. “Whippoorwills in the willows…” I love that little song. It takes me back to a sweet time in my life when I had fewer cares and responsibilities, a time when love enveloped me like the warm comforter I… Continue Reading “How to move”

Mighty kind

“Kindness is the mightiest force in the world,” according to One Day at a Time (299). In the past, I didn’t feel kind. I didn’t even feel like being kind. I felt like stabbing my ex-husband’s eyeballs with a handful of forks. If you know… Continue Reading “Mighty kind”

Plenty to be grateful for

To call Kristi Gray my friend feels like a misnomer. We share more than one secret connection, and I know God has bound us together for the rest of our lives. I couldn’t be more thankful for her. Kristi, you matter to me. When… Continue Reading “Plenty to be grateful for”

I’d rather be wrong

Recently, one of my friends reached out to me to inform me that she’d been viciously attacked by her boyfriend (now ex). She described the bruises, and she admitted she felt scared for her life. “You were right about him.” In the pit of my… Continue Reading “I’d rather be wrong”

Three lessons from my mother

Today’s post is written by one of my students, Jesse Shoemaker. Jesse wrote this essay in response to the prompt: Write about your mother or someone who has acted as a mother figure in your life. Describe this person and share at least three lessons you’ve learned… Continue Reading “Three lessons from my mother”

Being the dish

Giving back, paying it forward, passing it on. . .  these are concepts I live by—partly because other people have done these kind of good deeds for me and to me. A friend and mentor of mine once gave me her family’s tax refund… Continue Reading “Being the dish”

Day 25: Dear Need

Day 25 in the Dear Gratitude project is submitted by yours truly :). Dear Need, I first remember meeting you, Need, when my father fell from his heroic platform in my mind. Grappling with drug addiction, he stood in our living room in Augusta,… Continue Reading “Day 25: Dear Need”

You can go your own way

My boyfriend in college once told me that I reminded him of the female character in a Celtic song who was forever “chasing cannonballs.” He was right. I have been notorious for stubbornly making my own decisions. I often refer to this tendency as… Continue Reading “You can go your own way”

Things never change

Gratitude rarely actually changes things. Not in my life, anyway. Things stay the same. Circumstances come and go, as all circumstances do. My family members who irk me continue to irk me. The one who never says “I love you” may never say “I… Continue Reading “Things never change”

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