12.
Reflection is happening and sometimes it’s hard. Show up for each other. Full stop. Continue reading 12.
Tag: AA
Precious Things
When I bake, I think of my mother. My mother is not necessarily a baker, but her love and persistence with cooking in general instilled in me at a very young age a deep need to create and connect with people through food. I also think of my father’s mother Emma, who was indeed a prolific baker, but whom I did not get to see … Continue reading Precious Things
Six
I had my last drink six years ago yesterday. What a weird feeling, weird thing to say. It feels weird. I wonder if that’s how it just…feels. Like the further you get away from feeling like you need that drink, the more foreign even saying “I don’t drink” feels. It’s not like it feels wrong to say, it is just a part of me, a … Continue reading Six
Pocketful of Venom 
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