Someone wrote today about seeing their Mother stand at the window in her bathrobe…for YEARS…looking out, waiting, watching for her husband to return. He never did. I almost cried when I read that. But, you know, it seems like most of us here are sort of the same…standing in our bathrobes…gazing out our own glazed over Internet windows, looking for…hoping for…sanity…better still, sobriety,to come knocking. And yet it eludes us, or taunts the sober few of us. We drink to relieve our pain. It’s a very real pain. Alcohol gives us a night or day away from that pain. I know…as I now drink yet another one of the magical elixir. It will kill us tho, if we let it. How to prevent that!? Love, I think. How to spread the love? I don’t really know! Other than this, right here, right now. We all need to band together. Love, connect, or we will die, alone! I don’t like that option. Let’s hold hands and unite. We can’t let this beast take us down. We just can’t!!!