My adult life spiraled downhill as the hollow valleys of addiction dawned like shadows from a dark sunset. As hard as I tried to get clean, sobriety was always in vision but just out of reach. Just like the carrot dangling in front of the hungry horse, I could see victory but never reach the goal. Life festered in frustration and disappointment, one after another.
Articles in Category: Reflections
Memories are a potent thing. When they surface, they seem to carry a vibration straight to the deeper and more intimate places of the soul. It’s interesting, how one day we are going about our business, as normal, then something triggers entrance into this special place; and just like that, we are right back to the time when the memory originally occurred.