In Need of a Reframe

In Need of a Reframe

I got all my notes together, my script and list to call. I dialed the first number and stared at the phone. Unable to make the call. Then, I made a call and immediately hung up. They called me back – I ignored the call. I couldn’t make myself answer. Terrified. Physically unable to do…

A bit of honesty…

Hey you! Can I be honest with you? I’m struggling today. And for the last couple days. It’s so interesting because I have basically been elated for weeks with all the traveling, time with friends and personal development activities. But the last few days I have been feeling like “What was I thinking!?”, “Who do…

Happy 4th Re-Birthday!

Today is Jorjia’s 4th anniversary for her sobriety. It’s kind of like it is her re-birthday. Her new life of sobriety started 4 years ago today.  I remember celebrating the daily, weekly and monthly victories; as she began this walk. 100 days which then led into 6 months, and finally that 1st year clean…

Just One More Drink

Getting that unexpected call during the night made my heart pound. I instantly began to wonder what was wrong. The voice on the other end of the line was sobbing uncontrollably. My chest tightened. “I’m so sorry mommy. I am so sorry. I can’t stop mom. I can’t.” My heart sank. Terror filled me. My…

Authentically You

“Life isn’t about finding yourself, its about creating yourself.” George Bernard Shaw My whole life I was always trying to ‘find myself’ to figure out who I was. I would stress myself out endlessly over not knowing. How does one find themselves? How do we know who we are? One day someone told me that…

Not Just Another YouTuber

Ok, I have to start off this blog admitting that I don’t really spend much time on YouTube. Periodically I will watch this or that, but it’s never really been something that has kept me very captivated. So, when our good friend Pastor George Burnash told us about his YouTube Channel, I put it on…

Oh? You homeschool!?

‘Oh. You homeschool?’ Used to be asked with such disdain. There was almost an air of superiority in the voice of the questioner at times, or occasionally a tone of utter disbelief.  I would cringe when I heard it. I felt as if I had to defend myself and my daughter. Poor thing, she would…