Thanksgiving is gone. It left us on Thursday. Me, I wish every day was Thanksgiving. I love the notion of gratitude, and the way that that one day gives people the courage to be vulnerable, to say sober what we might not otherwise. I’m so incredibly happy you’re in my life. You make things better. […]
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The Thing About (My) Drinking
Sometimes it seems like alcohol has always been a part of my life, though really, I didn’t have my first drink until age nine. It was whiskey. Rotgut. Straight out of the bottle. And it was my mother’s idea. In the summers, to make money to buy school clothes or anything else our parents couldn’t […]