Six Years Walking Sober.

If you’re on FetLife, you can join today’s event if you’d like, and share in the virtual party :-D

It is an amazing walk thus far…bumps and bruises and loss and so many beautiful lessons I have learned. Most wonderfully, I am alive.

This was what I wrote about Bubbles shortly after she made herself known as a facet of who we are.

And a handful of years later, I found myself still sober and sharing our story and journey on National Public Radio, of all places.

We have come far in not so very much time.

I am inspired and grateful for the example set by those who have gone before me and continue to walk a beautiful, clear, sober path. Thank you for leading the way.

I am inspired by and grateful to all of the people who have reached out and all of those who were pushed away by my poor behaviour, neglectfulness, ugliness. Thank you for doing what you could.

Courtesy of my Evil Jewish Lesbian Landladies, Laura and Karen, I was treated to some badassery in the form of a full body scrub in a Korean style spa today. The nice Chinese lady scrubbing and thumping me asked what my Bubbles ink was. She inhaled sharply when I said a hyena. “Very strong animal. Very strong. Its good. You strong, too.” Then she laughed.

And my demon…dude, we are walking.

We are above the earth. And walking.

And not just walking…shining.

Ain’t that some shit?