From the December 2017 magazine.

Woody’s gift

Why would a man leave his warm home on Christmas Eve to drive 17 miles in the snow?

I finally came to the end of myself. I knew for certain I no longer had to pretend to look good for anyone. I was completely exhausted and worn out from pretending. I surrendered. Though I didn’t know it at the time, this would become the best day of my life.

Looking into the mirror as I sat at the bar ordering my third martini, I experienced what might be called my “moment of truth.” For the first time, I was convinced I no longer wanted to go home to my family drunk anymore. I paid for my martini, guzzled it down and left the bar.

-- Richard M.

Dillon, Montana, USA

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