by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I glanced at it as I drove by, and then did a double take. A smile crossed my lips and a shook my head a tiny bit. Yep. There it was. Another reminder. A note from God. Thank you, God, I whispered. I’ve always appreciated the effort church staff make to share tidbits...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Think back with me for a minute to when you were a kid. Do you remember feeling of excitement and anticipation of new discoveries—how everything felt like an adventure? Maybe it was a trip, a new baby brother or sister, or even an unexpected gift. But one thing is for...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Since I got sober in September, it wasn’t long before I started worrying about getting through the holidays without drinking. And instead of feeling more confident as each day went by, I began feeling that much closer to my next drink! My friends in recovery assured...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
It had been about a year since it was cold enough to move all my back porch plants indoors, and I’d been thinking about it, but putting it off. (Yes, I still must get some twisted pleasure out of procrastination—which is really sloth in five syllables—especially...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I recently celebrated another year of sobriety, and as always, I got a chance to take a good look at what has happened—as well as what hasn’t happened—during the past year. I remember my first sobriety anniversary. I was a nervous wreck, to put it mildly. I couldn’t...
