You Have Cancer

Three words I thought I would never hear, at least not at 45. I cried to God please, not now. God ever since I turned my will over to you, I’ve done my best to serve you. There is so much more I want to do. Cole was without a Mom so much of his little life, please God heal me now, so that he doesn’t have to see me, yet again, so sick. Please father. I know you can heal me, so please if you will……The healing didn’t come that day, or the next, and I couldn’t understand why. Why would God allow me to go through this, when I’m at such a good place in my life. That’s where faith had to kick in. I know you love me Lord, and you are too loving to be unkind. I hate it….but I trust you.

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Court Update

Turns out today was only an arraignment for my CRI (Celebrate Recovery Inside) friend….so we will wait a few months for the next court date.  Two ladies have Parol Hearings this Thursday……Happy Sobriety!!

Another Court Date

One of our ladies from CRI is being sentenced today. This entire process can be quite difficult. I’ve come to learn several things about court. First of all there are many courts to choose from, so it helps if I know which one to go to. Many times the inmate doesn’t even know which court. Secondly many court dates are rescheduled without notice. I have found my best resource for updates is a sweet lady named Charlotte who works the front desk at the jail. Charlotte is a wealth of information! When all else fails, she is my go to lady. I’m sitting in court at this time. I managed to find the correct court today rather quickly. There’s something very appealing to me about this side of the court room. Could be partly because I know I can leave at any time….what a gift. I will update later on the results.

Homeless Shelter and The Obsession of the Mind

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During my alcoholic tornado my family and friends had decided they were through enabling me.  I ended up at the Nashville Rescue Mission.  I was suppose to stay 30 days in the shelter and then I could transfer over to The Hope Center which was a program for women with Drug and Alcohol Problems and entailed Bible based studies for 6 months.  I had been at the shelter about 2 weeks, when standing out in the back courtyard, I had an idea.   At this sick part of my life, I was obsessed with alcohol and how to get it about 90% of the time.  I was not allowed to leave the shelter, or I would be kicked out of the program.  So here I am standing in the courtyard and suddenly the thought comes to my mind that I could probably slip away real easily, run and find a liquor store, and be back before anyone missed me.  So I begin to work my way to the back of the property all nonchalant like and slip away.  Once off the property I look for the nearest busy street, and bolt down it looking for alcohol.  Since they are plentiful in many areas of major cities, I was in luck.  I picked up 2 bottles of vodka, and headed back to the shelter, pausing here and there to take a sip.  Once at the shelter, I put both bottles inside the waist band of my shorts, and held onto them with my both wrists, all the time looking very normal……I was stopped immediately and asked where I had been.  “Who me, uuuugh just around the corner, I was petting a puppy.”  The lady in charge was not buying it.  OK, well I couldn’t find you anywhere so I need you to take a urine test. “OK sure.”   Inside she follows me to the bathroom, and then she does what I never dreamed she would do, she follows me inside. “What no privacy”?  I guess not.  So I try my hardest to slip those shorts down and still hold the bottles with my wrists….Glass bottles crashed to the floor.  I immediately pick one up and start gulping it.  I said I was sick.  I really was.   The thought of not having that alcohol was just too much.  The women had to wrestle it from my begging, pleading, crying miserable self.  They let me stay that night in the chapel, I slept on a church pew…..

I’m bAAck….

Hi friends.  It has been two years since I have posted on this blog.  I’m ready to start back on a regular schedule.  I will be writing about several topics in my life.  Sober for just over 6 years from alcohol, I will share with you some of my journeys, good and bad.  I want to bring you along as I take a 12 step recovery meeting into the Williamson County Jail Women’s pod. Share with you as I prepare to go back to flying International out of JFK after being out with Breast Cancer for the past 7 months, continue to find my way to Gods will for my life.  Stay tuned….I’m hearing some great things from my healer!!

Will I ever get out….

Listened to a dear young women at the jail  cry her heart out, about life, her past mistakes and how she is so depressed she cannot even describe it.  This jail is a county jail where inmates are suppose to be housed for the “short term”. This young women, Stephanie, has been there for close to 3 years.  Her charges are drug/alcohol related as are most of the women here. Because of the overcrowding in the Nashville prison, she has been housed in the county facility her entire sentence.  In the jail it is not like we sometimes see on TV.  No TV’s here, no books unless religious, and no outdoors for recreation time. Recreation, when offered is in a small room with a concrete floor that the women can walk in circles if they like.   Stephanie has not seen the light of day for over 2 years. Seems unfair to me for a women who is guilty of the Disease of Alcoholism…….What are your thoughts?  

This Must Be Documented

Lady purchases a blanket on the airplane…orange juice is spilled on the blanket by Flight Attendant.  Blanket is replaced with new one….lady says ” Thats not good enough…this must be documented!!! ”  Should I Call Fox News???