The Problem With Time

It doesn't mean we're safe

During my recovery from a nearly fatal battle with alcoholism, I have experienced blessings beyond my wildest dreams.

At five years sober, I married my hero, a man I respect and adore. I tell him my inner truths and I trust him not to hurt me. We laugh a lot. The precious children in my life, the young ones and college graduates, have never seen me drunk, and neither have members of my husband's family nor the majority of my friends and acquaintances. I have forged strong and honest relations with my own family and am enriched and protected by these relationships. I... Login to read more
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