Day 164: Still Here


I am still traveling around, still sober, still hanging in there.

I am beginning to think I might make it home safely. We leave for home at the end of September. I can’t believe I am saying this, but it is you blogging people who are making me toe the line. In other circumstances, nobody would know if I had a drink (or dozens, more likely) while out of the country. But I would have to report back here that I had chucked it all, despite my insights, despite my cheerleading, despite my research.

Or more than likely, I would just disappear for a while. Maybe for good.

We are more than just a haphazard group brought together by a common cause. There is strength in this unity. I can feel it. And I am beyond surprised by this.

Thank you all for reaching out. It is in answer to a prayer.