Dr. Bob was one of the co-founders of Alcoholics Anonymous. His house at 855 Ardmore Avenue in Akron Ohio has twelve steps leading up to the front porch. Coincidence? Maybe some kind of strange divine prophecy. But I'm impressed that there is additional effort or work required to actually tackle the fourth step. It's the … Continue reading Searching and Fearless
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Talking to God
Dear Heavenly Father... Thank you for everything. I have no complaints whatsoever. Thank you for another day sober. Thank you for the gift of my life. My senses. My heartbeat. My breath. Thank you for my friends and my family. Thank you for blessings and laughter. And the hard lessons. The difficult times. The struggles … Continue reading Talking to God
The Watch
Not long ago I posted a poem that my mother wrote related to her alcoholism called The Dragon. I thought I might again share another example of her writing My mother passed away in 1994 but her words still affect me. The Watch has given me clues about who my mother and grandfather really were and how they must have suffered … Continue reading The Watch
The Dragon
I was given up for adoption at birth by parents who were unmarried and alcoholic. For the first six months of my life I was with foster families and then adopted by a loving couple who wanted a son and raised me properly in a good home. I'd always known I was an adoptee and … Continue reading The Dragon
The Demon’s Voice
Some mornings I don't even have my eyes open and it starts. I'm still laying in my bed and just becoming conscious....and I hear it. The demon. The voice that tells me that I should worry. There are things that aren't good and it's going to be a bad day. I should be afraid. I'm … Continue reading The Demon’s Voice