Crossing Wires

Yesterday, I gave my friend and her dog a ride to one of those mobile neuter buses, and if you know me, that’s a HUGE thing.

Normally, I don’t let animals in my vicinity, let alone my car, but when my friend asked for a ride a little while ago, I didn’t even hesitate to say yes because she’s my friend, and “most of the time,” my love for people overrides my likes or dislikes…most of the time, and I’m so very glad that I let God create our yesterday. Continue reading

Dinner’s Done

In the beginning of my recovery through AA, I’d felt I’d finally made it “home.” Everyone accepted me, loved me, remembered my name. It was so good. I loved going to meetings and acted a certain way there, which the kids rarely saw at home.

I remember times when the kids would say, “You need a meeting,” and I’d usually leave to go to one. By the time I came back, I was in a good mood, ready to be a mom. That lasted for years, until I really surrendered to God. Continue reading