Happy Halloween

The joy of Halloween and family is a true reflection of me having the courage to put the bottle down years ago.  So much to be thankful for, so many simple pleasures that did not exist when alcohol was in charge.

A sickness like no other

I was so low that I depended on alcohol just to lift me up enough where I could experience misery.  That seemed to be the best the bottle could offer me, yet I kept coming back for more.

The power of prayer

Prayer has lifted me up from the muck of temptation more times than I can remember.  My sobriety depends on it.

NOBODY!

Ain't got nobody waiting at home was the story of my life, when alcohol was king of the castle.

Back in time

Turning back the clock begins when we put down the bottle and allow God to take us back to where it was we were when we had our very first drink.

God is love

I will fight God every step of the way because my alcoholic mind attempts, on an unconscious level, to always make things difficult.  I will eventually surrender and find that God is love and so am I.

All is well, God is good.

The best part of each day is sobriety.  The worst part of each day is sobriety.  And the only way I can tell the difference between the two is the personal relationship I have with God.