The clock resets

The clock resets

I am writing this post for a couple of reasons. First: I promised myself I would be honest and vulnerable and truthful on these pages. All of it. Messy or otherwise. Second: the journey is the destination. Or the destination is the journey. Or the rabbit holes always...
10 days and counting

10 days and counting

Celebrating 10 days seems totally-completely-embarassingly lame. But I am celebrating. If we celebrate every teeny tiny win it will keep this next year positive instead of what it has felt like before: impossibly hard. This last weekend was very hard. I’m...
Another Day One

Another Day One

We have been here before, but something feels different. It’s been just Another Day 1 time after time since I started asking the question out loud: Am I Drinking Too Much? This Post for example, was a day where I considered the journey that had brought me here,...
I’m fine

I’m fine

The canned response to the many-times-repeated-daily question: how are you? Everyone has their own version: good, fine, bien. Lately, I have started a delightful practice of asking for clarification before answering that question: do you want the real answer, or the...
If you had 2 million dollars…

If you had 2 million dollars…

Oliver: but if you had 2 – one million dollars would you spend it or give it to a homeless person? Mum: oooof, a million dollars would be a lot of money to give away, but yes I hope I’d share some of it and spend some of it. What would you do? Oliver:...