One of my sisters made a suggestion today. Why not skip the move back to my house in Frisco and just pack up all my stuff and move directly to Phoenix?
It's a thought.
I had something else to say and it's slipped my mind. It probably had something to do with John.
God I miss him.
....
I finished the book I was reading and was looking in bedroom drawers for something else to read. I found John's stash of AA stuff. There are videos and conference materials, and I found all his chips.
He was the strongest person I've ever known. He faced his demons and beat them down. I don't understand what happened... other than he met me.
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