Category Archives: Jack
random thoughts for early-morning on a friday
I’ve been working quite a bit on the Kickstarter for my book project, and that’s taking up a bit of mental energy. It’s a leap of faith, really, no less daunting than it was to move to New York City last year with almost literally nothing but an idea that things would, somehow, work out. […]
getting past anger toward god
I met a man tonight who was recently blinded. As in: a short while ago he could see, and now he cannot. Not surprisingly, he expressed a deep resentment, if not hatred, toward the very concept of god. “I am a good person who does all the right things,” he said. “I cannot abide by […]
sometimes I wonder…
If Jack were still alive, would he love the person I’ve become over three more years of recovery? Would we have fallen out of each other’s lives completely? Would he have stayed sober — somehow, against the odds — long enough for us to get married and grow old together? Would I still love him […]
