Wednesday, October 15, 2008


Time is so elusive, somewhat enchanting. With time we measure days, years, minutes, and seconds. With it we understand when we were born, and in the back of our mind, how long we have left here on earth. With time we understand how long it has been since our spouse has been affectionate with us.
There was a time, not to long ago, that I used time to measure moments.. seconds. I would lay on the bed, scared to get up because I did not know if I could make it. Would I get high today? I did not know. What I did know is that I could not stop thinking about it.
A week or so after I got back from treatment I was in such a situation. I ended up calling my councelor up at Warrior. I suppose the call helped. I just told him I was scared. It is a scary thing, to know someone is out to get you. More scary when that someone is yourself.
Today I choose to use time to measure months. Today it has been 7 months since the last time I have used.


Dennis D. said...

keep on rocking in da free world, bro. soak up the lovin and enjoy life. love you and proud of you.

Tam said...

That is so wonderful. I love what your blog is about. What an encouragement to those dealing with these same issues. Your testimony will continue to be powerful and reach people I could never reach. Keep trudging!

Kirk's sister, Tammy