My path to sobriety has taken many twists and turns. I tried just stopping. I tried drinking less. I tried turning over my finances…I tried. Everything.

I also tried a half-ass attempt at AA. The problem is it only works if you work it. After The Great Cookie Debacle, Krafty offered to take me in as long as I made a whole hearted attempt at sobriety.

This meant leaving my immediate family and moving to a new city. It also meant putting my future on hold. Scary yes, but I need to concentrate on myself. Period. So, I will not lie, I miss The Big Guy and the rest of our family.

While gathering clothes and personal items to take to my destination, I noticed a picture hanging on my refrigerator. Actually, it is two pictures in one. They were made into a magnet by my best friend, Red as a gift one Christmas.

They are of me and the Big Guy on a trip to Tombstone. Now, the Big Guy is not much of a traveler. I did some talking, persuading and maybe batted my eyes a few times before convincing him the trip would be fun.

I like the photos because in one he is smiling and the other he is kissing me. After hanging the photos on my refrigerator I found a little magnet that says “groovy.” I thought it looked cool and stuck it on the photos.

The photos are now sitting on my desk. A couple of days ago the photos fell and I could not find the little “groovy” magnet. My first thought was, “No robot vacuuming allowed until I retrieve the magnet. I looked everywhere but to no avail. Finally, today I looked down and there, right on top of the desk sat the magnet. 🙂

Got my groovy back. And, by the way. We did have fun…and smiles.