Missing…. That one word has so much depth, and brings back so many memories. I could talk about this word endlessly as it relates to my active addiction. I could talk about the times I missed my daughter, the times I missed family events, voluntarily at first and later because I was no longer invited.…… Continue reading Missing
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Gratitude & Heartbreak
My husband and I have been going through a lot financially lately. It seems every time we save up some money, a car breaks down or the pipes burst in our house. Lately, I’ve been so stressed out about these events that my addict brain started to believe that the universe was conspiring against us.…… Continue reading Gratitude & Heartbreak
Progress, Not Perfection
Some days, I totally blow it! I try my best to be a good mom, daughter, sibling and friend. I try to be a good wife to my husband, while also giving him his space. I try to be the one who sets a good example by practicing the principles of recovery in all of my affairs,…… Continue reading Progress, Not Perfection
Because of Recovery
Thank you, Ryan Hampton, for sharing my story as part of the #VoicesProject! Here are the links to my previously published article, as well as to Ryan’s blog. If you are interested in reading more about how others are speaking out about addiction and recovery, #VoicesProject will certainly inspire you! Ryan Hampton Site and Vanessa Day…… Continue reading Because of Recovery
Jumping in Puddles
I saw this video once of a young man jumping in puddles with friends on a cloudy day. He jumps from one puddle to the next while water splashes and stains his clothing. Suddenly, it starts pouring rain. You can hear thunder booming in the background and see lightning crackling in the sky. Everyone else…… Continue reading Jumping in Puddles
No Vacancy
Every night, while driving home from work, I pass the same run down motel on the main stretch of 108th St. It’s the one with the golden skeleton key on the sign and a red neon vacancy light blinking on and off. Not once have I driven past that motel where the light didn’t read “Vacancy,” and…… Continue reading No Vacancy
