by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
There he was, again, walking down the street. Crazy-looking. Dirty. And talking to himself. As I drove past Corey* I wondered where he was going. Then I wondered where he was sleeping. Or if he was getting enough food to survive. Corey has struggled with sobriety for...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I have never felt comfortable at funerals. Perhaps no one does—unless they work in the funeral home. For me, funerals were always difficult occasions to attend, even before I started drinking. I had avoided them at all costs because of those awful feelings of...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
There are many pitfalls to avoid in addiction recovery. Hanging out on old playgrounds with old playmates, allowing life situations to distract us from what we need to do to stay sober, or, here’s a big one… handling emotions that have been “frozen” for years. What a...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
I cannot tell you how happy I was when I got my first letter from Jesus! I kept staring at the envelope, smiling, and shaking my head. He wrote to me! How cool is that? As I opened the envelope, I made sure not to rip the address. Jesus moves around a lot, and I...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
Among the many things I’ve heard in recovery is that my sobriety is something I should guard very carefully, even though I’ve been sober for many years now. That makes perfect sense to me, since my sobriety is one of the greatest possessions I have. But after so many...
by Finding My Way | Finding My Way
The pandemic was in full swing, and all of us were pretty much isolated. Most of us were scared, thousands were dying, and there was no end in sight as COVID-19 took the world by storm. I was grateful to be working from home, but I felt the loss of human contact—and...
