Well the hangover has faded gradually much like the musk sunset outside the window.
The first hint of Spring is present , lacing the air with a hint of warmth and blossom.
Poignant Moments Since Being Clean
Taking my father to the football on Father's Day and his team winning by a point in the final thirty seconds. Feeling his wool jumper pressed into my cheek as we hugged at the same time.
Knowing that he is my dad. I still have one parent. I love you dad. X
Suprising StepMother with a house visit as we live (convienently) about a hours drive away.
Turns out , we suprised her and she was in the laundry sobbing after My Father left her. Crouched like a baby, howling and desperately sad.
He came back. I realised how fucked up parents are.
Ringing Close Friend and asking her to borrow her suit as I did not have any corporate clothes.
Knowing in the past that I had borrowed her shoes and trashed them, I felt awkward to say the least. As only real friends know, she did not hesitate. She would only give me her finest suit.
I remember she hung it in a private place so I could finger the fine fabric and take in the symbolic suit. With the suit was the trust in me that I could achieve anything I wanted to do, and my friends would be there in one way or another.
I got the job.
On detox with The BF , after days of endless sweats and pains and mood swings that I will never ever forget. Sweaty days of delirium and endless fear. I was sitting on the back steps and I knew , I just knew that I wasn't ever going to inject myself again.
I tipped the methodone bottle down the toilet .
That's how I knew. It was over.
Being on the dancefloor and looking down at my $250 dollar jeans , fancy shoes and much lusted coutre fashion then looking over to my best friends champagne toasting my six month anniversary. They are the million dollar girls.
Meeting the BF online.... asl ? and the rest is history
I love you with all of my heart , everyday you make me laugh and everytime you touch me I feel like I'm in love for the first time I ever saw you. I love how we are so competitive only because we know we have met our match. I love your romance. I love your caresses. I love your girlyness. I love your strength. You don't know it, but everyday I'm in the shower I pinch myself and grin like a dumb fool - you introduced me to not only your magic self - but love itself.
I have many more moments, but I am tired after a great night out with Little Sis.
Last night was just amazing. We are similar in ways that break my heart. We drink the same drinks and smirnoff black ice with a dash of lime , we dance the same moves ( although she does conceed I am the better dancer) We can be across a crowded room and just catch each other looking at each other. Like I found you. And we have again.
I drink in her youth and smile and savour it.
She told me last night , she is glad to have her sister back.
So am I.
Sleep well my lovelies
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