repost: don’t bring me down

One of my favorite bloggers shares a little history about three of her closest friends… and why they are who they are.

The (New York) Author and public speaker, has a book published and speaks about the tragic death of her 17 year old son. It’s been 10 years now. He was partying with friends, was a passenger in a car. You get the picture. His good friend was driving. The driver pleaded guilty as an adult and spent 5 years in jail. He came home and lives down the street from Author. The hardest thing for her was that he got to come home. Her son never will. The Author has had a rocky 10 years but she’s come through it, has turned her grief into a teaching experience to benefit other teens and parents and to help them grieve when alcohol claims a loved one. I went through this with her, but I didn’t stop drinking. Teenagers make poor choices but as an adult I have no excuse, other than that I was just fucking stupid.

This is a must read. And it’s a good way to begin the week.

Sober At Sixty

Well, I was going to post this happy post about three of my best friends in the whole world coming to visit this week.  Don’t get me wrong.  I am very excited for them to arrive.  We’re all spread out now, one in New York, one in PA, and one in Nebraska.  Yea, yea, I know, who the hell lives in Nebraska beside cows and corn. One is a speaker and author, one a teacher who’s divorced, one a widow and me.  Anyway, we all turned 40 together, have children and grandchildren the same age and know each others secrets.  You know that kind of friend, trust and love no matter what.  I thought about how I would write that they all know I’ve quit drinking.  For years I kept telling them I needed to, that I was afraid I’d turn out like my mother, they didn’t think I was…

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I believe chocolate in virtually any configuration is the finest dessert in the history of mankind. I believe my wife is the sexiest woman in the world. I believe modern capitalism will never be replaced by a different -- or better -- form of economics. I believe in clutch hitting in baseball. I believe the Kimber 1911 .45 ACP is the finest handgun ever made in America. I believe the Mossberg Flex 500 pump-action 12 gauge shotgun is the best home defense ever made in America. I believe Tom Waits is the best songwriter of my generation. I believe unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. I believe in equality for everyone, except reporters and photographers. As CS Lewis once beautifully wrote, I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else. I believe that, on balance, Christianity has done more good for humans than bad. I believe it is better to tell the truth than a lie. I believe it is better to be free than to be a slave. I believe it is better to know than to be ignorant, With that being said, I believe there is a profound difference between knowledge and wisdom. I believe if I yell at the TV during a Colts game, they will play better. Finally, I believe I am in long-term recovery from a number of deep-seated issues that supported and drove my addictions.