MY FANCY PHONE CASE
Several years I have been closing almost every blog post or other communication with the word "PEACE"! Not simply a closing word, but a carefully thought, serious expression from deep within myself.
Whether illusion, delusion, or fact, it's how I have felt for some years now, after a life of early physical and mental abuse, followed by nearly 25 years of alcoholic drinking, and those pretty little pink pills. OH! What a voyage I've traveled. How fortunate I, to have experienced life as only a drunk can know, then allowed, helped, to quit that life, exchange it for years of sobriety.
And all the time seeking peace, so illusive for me, who returned to earth several times each day, wondering not only where my truck was parked--but did I even own a truck? Always though was that dream of being at peace, being one with the world. Some years, yes, I was in that space, no doubt--seeing it now--a product of denial rather than a life well-lived.
But survive I have, for no reason that I see--yet! Actually, that's not quite true. Lots of Peeps ask questions, and boy, do I have answers--grin!
Another reason for my survival is that I can now sit here, in fog-less (sleepless) stare, and wish for each of you....
P.S. Image is the back of my fancy phone case