Image credit: Photo by indoloony on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons A few months after I first met Mark in college, we ran into each other in a campus dining hall. As we chatted, he admired my high school class ring. I held my hand out to let him see it more closely, and peering [...]
Posts under ‘the bittersweetness of recovery’
Recovery is Sexy
Image credit: Photo by Eternal ☼ Sunshine on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons It was raining the night I first kissed my husband. The wind was hissing and howling through the bare branches of the trees, rattling the last of the dead leaves still clinging to their posts. Before we kissed, we twined our hands [...]
Sometimes
Image credit: Photo by monsieurlam on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons I know what you're thinking, 'cause right now I'm thinking the same thing. Actually, I've been thinking it ever since I got here. Why, oh why didn't I take the blue pill? ~Cypher, in The Matrix I feel good about my recovery work and [...]
Double Lives
In the years before my husband was in recovery, he led a double life: lying about his actions to present a pleasant surface image that allowed him to hide his addiction underneath. The double life of my codependency was much more subtle, as I was hiding my emotions rather than my actions. But we were [...]
Roses
Image credit: Photo byfreg on Flickr I was driving to the grocery store today with the kids (mercifully and mysteriously) quiet in the back seat. My head was spinning with all those thoughts I want to dump in a Pensieve when I drove past a yard bordered by huge rose bushes. Why, I wondered, are [...]
