Sunday night I made The Pioneer Woman’s Tuscan Bean Soup with Shrimp, (yes it was amazing) and when I cracked open a bottle of dry white cooking wine, I suddenly had a flurry of memories wash over me as the faint smell of alcohol came up.
Sitting with a glass of red wine and watching TV.
Waiting in terror for Sam to drink.
Fighting with Sam while he drank.
The screaming. The throwing. The name calling. The tears and hurt and broken promises.
Over and over. 7 1/2 years. [Read more...]






















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