silent alarms

I've run into our past again. Not just once, but repeatedly. I want to write about these meetings, but I wrestle with the words for days and weeks until I choke them out. It's funny, isn't it? How something innocently trips a wire and sets off alarms no one hears but you. Someone must hear …

the truth heals, part two

The blog post today is written by Dave. In the previous post, I wrote about letting go of Dave's recovery. My prayer in the last few years of his addiction finally became a simple, "If he's lying, please don't let him get away with it." I still pray that prayer -- for Dave and even for my …

the truth heals, part one

How did you rebuild trust? someone recently asked me. How did you make it from the lies to now. I thought I could give a one post answer. But it's not that simple. So I write. And I think. And I pray. And I ask God to give me words to say to people who feel as …

there’s something I have to tell you

I've been doing this blog for almost a year now . . . and I still haven't told our whole story. If I'm ever going to get it all out there, I'm going to have to be more consistent. More organized. More brave. * * * * * The writer Anne Lamott tweeted this the …