To my husband on the third anniversary of his sobriety.
It’s been three years. Three years of saying no to the alcohol, the demons, the tug of giving in. Three years of saying yes to sobriety and yes to helping others.
In these three years emerged a person who is stronger and sturdier than the person…
I was in tenth grade and fixated on The Doors, to the extent that I wrote a term paper for my music class on the band. I was so proud of that paper, which showed off my knowledge not just of Jim Morrison and his band but of the entire genre in which the Doors resided.
dancing to go now by the moody blues when i was five, in the living room of the house that i would later buy
standing on my father’s toes as he danced me around to earth angel and watching my parents, arms around each other, swaying to in the still of the night