When you can’t find the light That got you through the cloudy days When the stars ain’t shinin’ bright You feel like you’ve lost you’re way When the candlelight of home Burns so very far away Well, you got to let your soul shine Just like my daddy used to say He used to say soulshine It’s better than sunshine It’s better than moonshine Damn sure better than rain Hey, now people don’t mind We all feel this way sometimes You gotta let your soul shine, shine till the break of day
Happy Sunday Sober Sisters! Any hangover-free Sunday is a miracle in itself for an alcoholic in recovery like my sister and me.
I was thinking about all of the places I’ve lived in my life and also wondering how this pandemic will affect real estate in the near future. Then I took the time to take an inventory on what’s taking up real estate in my mind. Sometimes I wish I was better at letting things go and not perseverating on things that I have no control over. Why do I let bullshit take up space? It’s not getting me anywhere and I’m certainly not gaining anything beneficial from it.
Today I’m going to let shit go and work on my own real estate- my garden and lawn and maybe (probably not) paint one of the bedrooms. I hope you all have a wonderful Sunday!
Our podcast today is titled “The Opposite of Addiction is Connection”. You won’t want to miss it! At the beginning of my drinking career I wanted to connect with my peers. I found a great way to do so was to be the most wild, drunk, loud one at the party. At the end of my drinking career I isolated and would do anything to disconnect from those who loved me. All I cared about was my bestie (my bottle). I’m grateful today to be connected to healthy, happy, respectful relationships.
My wonderful friend Lori taught me the term “the shamesies”. The shamesies are the worst and often I told myself that I could only get over my shame from something I’d done or said the night before by drinking again. It became a shame-ridden Groundhog’s Day. I can’t believe some of my people are still friends with me. I spilled the Santa secret to this same friend’s young son. I took off my dress at another friend’s wedding reception. Both of these friends were an integral part of my intervention. I love waking up without shame. And without a splitting headache and a pukey tummy.
Today Nicole and I talked about names in our latest podcast. I have always wanted to not called “Tammie” because it makes me think of a cigarette smoking redneck hollering at her kids to “come get their damn supper” or some such nonsense. She got the good name all right. We then talked about the label “alcoholic” and the stigma that comes along with that name. We decided that we’re fine with being alcoholics in recovery because without our quite colorful pasts we couldn’t be who we are today.
Hey everyone! Happy Wednesday. A very good friend of mine told me today that the Sober Sisters is spreading like crazy online. She said we’re like COVID in that way – we’re becoming contagious. I love that we are reaching so many people out there. It’s especially cool because the metamorphosis of this whole project was super organic. It started out with sharing stories with my sister and laughing our asses off. It’s exciting to be able to share these with you, too. We aren’t trying to change, convert, or influence anyone. We are, however, here for you if you do choose to live the sober life. It’s working for us.