May 2016
| Emotional Sobriety
Bedtime Story
Through sadness and joy, a sober mom is grateful to be present for her life
Two days ago, my kids watched me cry. One of my best friends lost her son to cancer. I got the news on my phone while I was standing in the toy store with my two sons, ages 8 and 10, my daughter, 12, and my 16-year-old cousin visiting from England. I looked down and saw my two "master builders" making large toy creations. One of my sons has brown hair with a tiny bit of red. My other is a total redhead. I'll never forget how I looked at them and felt so grateful—a frozen moment in time. My daughter put her arm around me and said, "I'm so sorry, Mom."
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