A Promise
Today was the first day of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year and it certainly went off with a bang. … Continue reading A Promise
Today was the first day of Rosh Hashana, the Jewish New Year and it certainly went off with a bang. … Continue reading A Promise
The night before the first day of school was always a tough one for me. I was so full of … Continue reading First days, new beginnings
You know you are getting old when you watch the VMAs and have no idea who half the artists are. … Continue reading Baby Steps
Yesterday started out great. My mom and I went to the driving range and I hit some incredible shots thanks … Continue reading Hardboiled
A year ago a fellow heart mom came to visit me after I had given birth to Isabelle. She brought … Continue reading One Day at a Time
Tonight we are celebrating Isabelle’s first birthday. All day I have been in awe that she has been with us … Continue reading A First Birthday of Many
A few weeks ago I saw a post on Facebook about a contest to win a foursome at a charity … Continue reading My 7 Layer Day on a tee.
Tonight I held Isabelle for a little while after she had her bottle. Stroked her hair, played with her little … Continue reading
Now I have really done it. Not sure what, but it must have been something to convince a large amount … Continue reading The Heart Clique
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Ginger. Newly sober. Cat lover. Still figuring out if I'm just as weird without alcohol.
Written by people in recovery for people in recovery
The trials of a young woman awkwardly trudging her way to happy destiny
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"You may encounter many defeats, but you must not be defeated. In fact, it may be necessary to encounter the defeats, so you can know who you are, what you can rise from, how you can still come out of it." -Maya Angelou
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