The suitcase is unpacked

Back home from two trips, with a day to gather thoughts in between. There really is no place like home.

Today I am disappointed since two friends are (seemingly) back out doing field research. I know that I only have control over my own actions, but I am sad nonetheless.

I think of the statement "My worse days sober are way better than my best days drinking", and how very true this is. I wish there was some magic potion or spell that I could use to help others embrace this, and not give in to the swan song of the poison which is alcohol.

As I write I sense that this blog has taken a turn to doom and gloom....

But in actuality, it is not so. I am sober, alive, and grateful.

I have a precious gift of sobriety, a fragile state to take great care of. Things are going very well, there is much to do this weekend, both chores and recreation. So, time to catch up on some other blogs, relax, and enjoy some beautiful Fall weather.

Sobriety is addictive.