Sunday, August 8, 2010

still around

I'm still around the tables of aa, not from my own doing, but from the strength of the great people I call friends. I still ask every morning for help, and Thank GOD at the end of the day for keeping me sober, It's just that easy. I throw my self will and lack of control into the mix and make life so flipping much worse. I do that and goto meeting and dint drink just for today, I'll be ok. Soon if I leave my will in bed maybe I can have a gr8 day. Right now I'm still hell bent on destruction.

Take care my peeps
Ur sober BRO


Monday, March 15, 2010


When two people say it must be true. I need to make a gratitude list!!

Today I'm grateful for the fellowship that has keep me sober this last week
Great Sponsorship
Being sober
Being sober
Being Sober
Both boys here with me this week
Being Sober
My HP,,, even though I can't turn it over

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Giving Back

Happy Thanksgiving to all the recovering peeps out there. Today I have so much to grateful for. Today although my entire family is not here with me in my new place. My oldest who has struggled with his own demons, is here, my Fiancee is here with her rat dog, my youngest was here to hunt with me all week and my parents are here in my heart.

3 Years ago today I lied in a snowbank in deer camp, praying for something, I wanted needed the pain to stop. I wasn't sure what I was praying for, or to whom. I tried to kill myself early that day, but someone had different plans for me. It has been a hard long road that I have traveled down since that day. But I did not walk it alone. At times when I could not go on, I got strength knowing that I was not alone in my journey, many of you had this desire to drink removed, and that was amazing to me. You laughed, not cried, you joked, not screamed, you loved not hated. I was told to keep keeping on, keep coming back, bring the body the soul will follow. I was told that you would love me until I could learn to myself again.

Today thru the gifts of my higher power I have a turkey in the oven in my house. I have family here that loves me now. I have true friends that I can call when feeling down. I have learned to love myself, and now I know how to love someone else for who they are, not what I want them to be.

I love each and everyone one of you, for who you are! Thanks for being part of my journey. We stand in a circle to close, knowing that we never have to stand alone again!

Peace hugs and Kisses


Monday, August 24, 2009

Home is where your story begins

Well Summer is almost over and my youngest just went back to his mothers for School. What a difference two years make. Last time I creid for hours that I was losing my kids again. Had a great summer every once and while my alcoholic thinking would take over and want to plan big expensive weekends, but someone would real me in. usually my oldest who is still living with me, not working, not going to college. He better find a job soon!!!

I'm in the process of moving. My parents and I bought 18 acres out in farm county. I moved a mobile home on it, along side the older trailer that was already there, now I'm trailer trash, but sober and happy. My Fiancee is looking for a job down here in Appleton, YES I'm engaged.

...We will know a new found freedom, we will not regret the past, or wish to shut the door on it,,, i never thought I would be there. But today by the grace of GOD and the Fellowship of AA i walk and smile and hold my head high. Everyday I find out somthing new about myself and grow some more. i miss blogging buat I started to replace meeting with it and the bothered me. I sat here once and thought "What sounds good?" I never thought about that before, I usuallky talked about my E.S.H. or pain. Pain is such a could moviator. I'm still in Pain, but I share with my sponsor and Home group member, i even call my good old sober brother from Ohio, Sober nuggets Scott.

the fellowship keeps growing, I keep on coming back just in case that newcomer that needs help walks through those doors like I did 32 months ago,,,,,,,,GOD I love my new life.

Back to packing,,,out by the First,,,A Bunch of Alcholics are helping me move imagine that!!!

Peace Love and Kissing

Sober Steve

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Spring Break with a program of Recovery

Good Morning my fellow peeps. Last week was my youngest sons spring break. Of course everyone wanted to fly to Florida to bake in the sun. They even tried the guilt thing saying that wanted to see the cousins who live there and Grandma and Grandpa G the snow birds. Today using my program of recovery I'm currently working on my amends. Most of those are Finical amends to family friends (well I use to call them friends) and banking institutions. I'm trying to purchase a house of my own. Something I can Call my own, have ownership of it, like my program I need to work on this in steps, a day at a time.

Well I took Thursday and Friday off of work, My girlfriend and her son came down from the UP of Michigan Wednesday night. Thursday Morning Her and I went to the bank to check on a loan for the above dream. The Banker went through everything said he would try to do his best, but wasn't sure. He later called and said I needed more time to clear up the past bad credit. Time, its in the past I can not change that, what can I do. I thanked him as he said he was sorry, it was not him that put me in this position I'm in today with my credit. That could of started the weekend out bad, but not for me. It was in the past, I need to keep working my program being a responsible member of society, that mean paying bills by due date.

Friday Morning rolled around and My brother and I along with "T" went pheasant hunting. one of the last weekends open for it in Illinois. Oh Forgot that part, both of us moved north to WI and MI during our marriages, our families still live in the Chicago area. Went hunting and had fun, I need glasses, another denly stage.

Now speaking of stages my family all work in the theater bizz. My brother asked if we wanted tickets to a Reba Concert. I said yes. He called Sat morning when we where downtown in the Sears towers saying he had 5 tickets. My oldest wouldn't go to a country concert so "T" invited her brother (cross that visit of the list,lol). So the 3 of us along with her son and my youngest went. Meet my brother in the parking lot, his wife and daughter drove with us. They had nose bleed tickets. Ours where front row, only security in front of us. How cool is that. 2 of my brothers where working that concert, my oldest came up to me with some guy and asked if I remember him. Shit he looked bad, life was bad to him I thought, it was his best friend that I hadn't seen in 25 years. He looked at me and said "Holy shit you are one fat ***ker." I got married weighting 135 well lets just say I'm well over the 200 mark today. Dennis had been in and out of rehad a few times and from the smell he is still out there. I thought I would rather be fat and Bald then that way ever again.

The couple sitting next to me, both had a drink the smell was sickening, but death is sickening also. That's where I would be if I wanted one. Which I didn't, first concert sober. I use to work these concerts, and yes drink during them i was 19-20 at the time and thought how great is this work and drink and get paid $20 an hour, that was over 20 years ago.

Anyways We had a great time. the kids it was there first concert ever, front row. Will be hard to top that. They would of like it better if it wasn't country, but they came with. I did loose my temper with the kids and yelled at her son, but promptly made my amends. What a great weekend.

Two years ago I posted on this blog my first trip alone with my kids went to the Sears tower also. Was scraid, alone and afraid of the temptation. Today I can say that the promises are coming true for me, God has relived my mention obsession to drink. I am regaining trust in myself and others.

God this program is great, and it is great living it.

Peace hugs and Kisses

I did things with my

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Happy B-day to ME!!!

Wow what a difference two years makes. Friday was my belly button birthday. A little over two years I was crying in my milk that I was going to turn 40 in treatment. Looking back I think that was one of the reasons I walked out of treatment. A few weeks ago I wrote about returning to the scene, I was sober, but miserable. I was at that point in the big book were they talk about jumping off point. I couldn't imagine life with alcohol and couldn't live with-it, then I added my family either. When I sat there staring at my wedding ring, a bottle, and a gun in my heart I only wanted to save the ring. The last two would or could never get back my wife or family, actually it would insure I would never be happy. I set my pride aside and returned to treatment. I needed to learn how to deal with these feelings I had. I entered treatment on March 6, 2007. A birthday present to me. A chance at life. A chance to live again. A chance to restore myself to sanity.

Today life is different. I'm still suffering, but I am sober and learning how to live a sober. My 42 was not what I wanted, but it was what it was. i spent it working at a convention for 3 days in the Wisconsin Dells with my girlfriend and oldest son. Two things I did not think I would have two years ago. Today I am learning what it means to live sober. Make commitments and keep them. Learn to pay bills on time. Learn to love others as well as myself,,,That one is hard some days!

I feel sad every time my girlfriend leaves with my son to go back north, knowing that it is another week until I see them again, maybe two weeks for my son. my oldest son living with me fills that void of loneliness and isolation. He has been a god sent for me. He is dealing with his addition's, and is not done yet. Although not actively using because of probation, he still talks about it. He most face that himself and discover a higher power of his own.

Today I am grateful to be a member of AA and grateful for you being here for me and keeping me sober for another day!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

returning to the scene

As I lay in bed shivering, the past came back to remind me of where I am and how far we have come.

It was Wednesday about 2 weeks ago I had a sales call back up north, the place I call home. It was about 2 pm so i decided to stay in Minocqua for a meeting that night. I went to my parents house, that I stay at on weekends with the kids. mom and dad are Florida snow birds so they are gone. I was lying in bed shaking. Thinking I haven't felt this cold in years. Holy shit maybe two years. When I walked out of treatment, I know the web of lies I had layed in the past were being unrelieved before my eyes. Everything I thought that was important was gone.

I sat there in that bed thinking of how bad I wanted to end my life. I had tried once before, but was to drunk to shoot straight. This time I was sober, a dry drunk. I call my ex talked to her, she said if I did it, she had nothing to do with it. That hurt, her and that dam Al-anon. She was suppose drop everything and come running. I called my friend "M" she cried and told me to remember my kids. All I could remember is that I was losing them. I sat there holding a gun, looking at my wedding band, with a bottle of Rum next to me.

Which would I choose. I had been sober long enough to know better, but I hurt and didn't want that pain anymore. i didn't call my sponsor I didn't call another AA. I called a priest he could talk to me. Take my side about how she was wrong. He asked me to leave everything there and lock the door and go for a walk. I did just to return to see him and Police there. He had to report it. We sat and talked for about 90 minutes before it was time for me to talk to the cops.

I would find a crisis bed that night back in that same treatment center. I remember saying AA screwed up my drinking, I was being held accountable. I knew that doing anything with that gun or bottle would not stop or change anything. I would transfer my pain. I needed to start living to replace that pain with love. To stop living the problem and live the solution.

Wow two years and I do have a better understanding of myself and this DZ. I am an alcoholic who needs AA, who needs others around me like myself. I am constantly reminded of that one phrase "Stop living the problem, Start living the Solution" So today I live to the best of my ability. Sometimes happy, sometime not, But I am living a sober Life today..

hugs and kisses