Cold Front

Lately, I’ve experienced a lot of change, but the other night, someone else did, and it wasn’t good.

Since Scott’s picked us up from San Diego and brought us to Texas, there’s been barely any laughter, mainly because he’s been a totally different person than the man I married (and not in a good way). The oppression was intense, but I, finally, made it through it with the help of God, my AA friends, and laughter. Continue reading

“Different Places”

there’s a difference between

wanting to die
and
not wanting to live

I know
because I was there yesterday

oh how I want to write about it
but there’s an element of hiding
that can’t be seen

it’s not that I’m isolating
FROM any one
it’s that I’m isolating TO
the only One Who can help

but this process NEEDS
to be written
it just may need to be
the old-fashioned way

“Decisions Matter”

the weakness
of indecision
leads
to missed
opportunities

you know
the ones that knock
on your door
over and over
and when you
finally decide
to open it
opportunity’s
walked away

so you go back
inside
wishing you’d acted
quicker
constantly turning around
to see
what you’d missed

instead of looking
for more opportunities
learn to make decisions
then don’t change
your mind