I haven’t updated this blog in forever (and by “forever”, I mean a very, very long time). There were actually a couple of more recent posts, but since the server crashed, I restored the most recent backup I had and, well, a few things got lost.
Most of my readers know about my problem with alcohol. You can see more detail below about my struggle. After I finally got sober, I wrote The Christian Alcoholc, where I recorded everything before I forgot. It’s been exactly 2 1/2 years now (Yay!) and I can honestly say I do not crave alcohol any more. Not that I don’t wish I could swallow something to make me feel better – I do all the time, but these days it’s wheat-grass-banana shots and coffee – but I remember enough of the nausea, headaches and regrets to remove booze from the alternatives I seek out when I’m feeling bad.
One of the posts that got lost was about my 1-year sober anniversary. It was a trying time for me. I thought I was done with it, but for some reason when the same time of year came around, the same desires & cravings came with it. Something to watch out for if you’re in the same boat. One of the other things they don’t tell you when you’re drinking: it will be YEARS before your wife stops mentioning the things you said or did and how much it hurt everyone. YEARS. At least more than 2 and a half.
Life is much better now. I recently turned 50, and I got myself a sports car as a pre-emptive strike against a midlife crisis. Abandoned my old friend Camaro for something smaller, a Subaru BRZ, with all of about 175 horsepower. Then I added a supercharger, injectors, flex-fuel kit, custom tune – at 300 hp now, it’s basically a rocket 🙂 My formula for happiness hasn’t changed much since I was a teenager: a car, a dog and a girl. Got the car, got the dog, and my girl has been in remission from breast cancer for almost 5 years 🙂 See all the smiley faces? I’m happy now 🙂 🙂 🙂
The truth is, I’m not driven to write when I’m happy, unless it’s something abnormal and freakishly weird, like if I won the lottery or cracked the code to an ancient mystery or discovered the cure to cancer, so you may find the reading here to be a little on the downer side. I have found that most people who contact me have found solace in the fact they are not alone. I certainly did. I’m not the only one who’s a Christian and also an alcoholic, who trusts Jesus for salvation and still wants (or wanted) to get hammered. Don’t ever trust a salesman: the life people advertise is not like the brochure.
But still, I can’t complain. I thank God every day that he gave me the strength to give up drinking. It was a horrible, frightfully desperate time in my life, brought about by a sick wife, rebellious children and a crumbling church, where everything I every cherished or believed in was faltering. But, I made it. It wasn’t easy, in fact it was just about the most difficult thing I ever did, but if I can do it, so can you. In the end, there’s always hope. And isn’t that what happiness really is? The hope that tomorrow will be better than today, and looking back, today really IS much better than yesterday.
Things can and do get better. Never give up hope. Sometimes, it’s all we’ve got…