Thirty Days of Mo(u)rning

As I was running around work this morning, it was such a pleasant surprise to get a text from my sister reminding me that today is the anniversary of when I quit drinking alcohol… 17 years ago…! I love my sister and I… wait, I was about to write “can’t believe she remembered blah, blah, blah”… but that’s not true. I CAN believe she remembered and reached out… because she is a wonderfully caring person, and it means the world to me that if I can’t get a text from my mom wishing me a “Happy Birthday!” to remind me, I was still able to have that “Oh ya, I quit drinking today” type of feeling and slow realization of a significant accomplishment in my life… followed by the feeling of being loved by someone who I admire, respect, and unconditionally love. My sister… she’s pretty frickin’ awesome. (I mean, there’s a few conditions, but I’m not too worried about any of those happening…!)

Widower Notes n Thoughts:

• I quit drinking so that I wouldn’t lose Kateri. Since she died, I still don’t drink because I know my life is simply better… maybe a hundred times better… some might say, “A shit ton better!”… when I don’t drink.
• There’s a lot of peeps out there who don’t drink… it’s not weird.
• The pic with the bottle of Absolut Vodka… that was High School… in the early 90’s. (I could tell from the clear braces!… and I know the picture… because it’s mine… of me.)
• Staying off the bottle has gotten easier with time… which I have found is sorta the same with my widowhood.
• If you need help with addiction or anything else in life… talk to someone… anyone. Life can get better.