“Don’t die with the music still in you.” – Rosemary O’Connor In this chapter of O’Connor’s self-help book, Rosemary examines the concept of living life in recovery. We don’t get clean or sober to live in a bubble or to just stay frozen in time. While in our addiction, we never thought about the
Hello fellow travelers and welcome to the next installment of my review of Rosemary O’Connor’s book dealing with multiple issues facing moms in recovery, with a focus on taking care of both yourself and your children. This week my reading partner and I tackled two chapters. The first focused on the Love Relationship in recovery,
Imagine living everyday wondering if your child is going to live or die Imagine second guessing every decision you have ever made and always asking why Imagine hugging your child so tight and thinking will he make it through the night Imagine your worst fears for your loved one coming true and when you
Grant that I may not so much seek To be consoled as to console, To be understood as to understand, To be loved as to love; For it is in giving that we receive; It is in pardoning that we are pardoned; It is in dying to self that we are born to eternal
After a much needed short hiatus, I am returning to review and comment on yet another book. This time we are looking at Rosemary O’Connor’s book called A Sober Mom’s Guide to Recovery: Taking Care of Yourself to Take Care of Your Kids. Nicky (Editor-In-Chief of iloverecovery.com) made me aware of this book and my
We’ve all heard the saying, Life Goes On. It wasn’t until this year that I really felt the impact of those three little words. The day I lost my son my life stopped. The third day of the New Year. It came to a screeching halt. Spun right off my perfect little axis and shattered
ADDICTION. The only DISEASE you are punished for having. Those who have no clue shout, “let them die. Narcan is wasted on an addict” and my favorite ” Thin the herd.” Let’s remember, many of those hated people, those who are thought of as disposable and a waste to save, are sons, daughters, fathers and
I was the PTO mom, the carpool mom, the Brownie leader. We ate family dinners at the table, taught our children manners and took family vacations. My husband and I were blessed to have very good jobs. My daughter, Brittany, the beautiful girl in the photo, was the honor roll student, the volunteer at the
I’m approaching another sobriety anniversary, and God willing I will celebrate twenty four years on the twenty eight of January. What a ride it has been for sure. I finished my final project for my Master’s degree in Advanced Studies of Human Behavior last Spring. I am an A student, and I put my all