Front Porch Thoughts

We’ve got your back. That’s the spirit of those active in recovery communities. They understand the battle against addiction from the inside. Because they have walked a mile – or 10,000 miles – in your shoes. Over the years, I have had...

At the risk of sounding like a lite weight, I’ve really come to  really appreciate those short encouraging quotes that come up on social media feeds.  I know some are a little overused. (How many warrior princess- posts can you...

Like so many, I start the day with a time of spiritual reading, reflection and prayer. To be honest, many mornings I am trying to just focus my sleepy eyes on the words and gulp down a cup of...

Thankfully, I lived in a home committed to a 12-Step way of life in my early adulthood.  Seeing family members restored to the best version of themselves through participation in 12-Step fellowships and friendships was a game changer for...

It’s Mother’s Day and this year has forced so many families to celebrate at a great distance. For some of us that distance existed long before the disease of Covid-19.  It existed from the fallout of the family systems...

Addiction has been generational in my family. I know for a fact it goes back at least four generations to when my maternal grandfather, Frank Conroy, died in the street an alcoholic. Recovery, thankfully, has also been generational in my...

I am absolutely determined to find good in these days. But, damn it’s not easy. To quote Psalm 23, we are all walking “through the valley of the shadow of death.” And to be totally transparent, I live in a lot of fear,...

Yesterday a powerful nor’easter rode rough all day and late into the night.  Strong wind gusts took down power lines. Lightning streaked through the dark sky. Trees were at the mercy of harsh sustained winds. Cold rain hammered with...