Dear Happy Asses, He had the bluest of eyes and the kindest heart. He was brilliant, thoughtful, and overly generous — and he died of a terrible disease at age 63. My grandfather, Pete, had the most beautiful red wavy hair, porcelain-perfect skin, a fit body, and a winning personality — and he died of … Continue reading The Bluest of Eyes and the Kindest Heart
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Letting Go and Letting God, Only Way Out of Addiction
Dear Happy Asses, “A mother is only as happy as her unhappiest child.”— Nicole Helget I want to be very clear that I don’t believe this statement is true at all, especially if you are a mother dealing with addiction in your family. When I first read it, I remember thinking, Why in the world would … Continue reading Letting Go and Letting God, Only Way Out of Addiction