Life was this constant race, either I was running, or being chased — always on the go. I couldn’t sit still, I couldn’t stop. I needed alcohol to fuel myself; the more I burned, the more I needed.
The Hula-Hoop
To continue learning I must travel outside my comfort zone, yet beyond that zone are boarders and limits and beyond those, there lies the danger.
The Devil is Not in the Details
I guess you could say that among that pile of garbage was a gem even I couldn’t see.
Second Chances
I’ve been givin’ so many “Second Chances” that it almost seems ridiculous,. How could one escape death so many times without a greater power intervening?
Pride and Humility
Humility has taught me how to put my pride and ego aside — most importantly, it has taught me how to ask for help… how to learn to listen, and listen to learn.
Dare to Dream
It’s the good, bad and ugly all wrapped up in one. It would say…”Hey! I went through a mountain range of shit and survived and you can too”.
No Free Rides
This ain’t no free ride! This getting sober, and staying sober is not for sissy’s! I got off that free ride and got to work.
Through the Mountain
I approached the entrance — something was in there and I had to find out what.
Little lost things
The list of things I’ve lost is long, yet when I’ve lost things I’ve always gained a whole new appreciation for them.