Where do robins go to die?

Life seems fragile, then harsh and rugged. Does life happen or does it do something to the living or is it a product of the living? Thoughts ruminate in my head, wearily trying to decipher its meaning. Maybe we just learn a lesson and that’s the reason or excuse for God’s mystery. I wonder ifContinue reading “Where do robins go to die?”

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Fate or Fortune

It’s mysterious to me how I discovered the rooms of Alcoholics Anonymous. Nobody in my immediate family is in the Fellowship. I was given a Big Book by an Aunty some years ago, she obviously saw the traits of active alcoholism raging in me. The book remained on the window sill gathering dust, full ofContinue reading “Fate or Fortune”

Alcoholism Recovery: #odaat

One day at a time. #adaat. It’s a saying, a statement, a concept that I haven’t deeply explored during my sobriety. I initially took it at face value, connecting it to the idea of ‘keep it simple’. I just have to be sober a day at a time and if this means reciting the SerenityContinue reading “Alcoholism Recovery: #odaat”