Vermont

So, I have made  full circle and am back in Vermont.  The place I had to wait seventeen days to get into after my stay at the Brockton VA last year.  Kind of hard to believe that those seventeen days that preceded the last stay weren't more of an incentive to keep it together.

I am looking out the window at the same view I had seven months ago, the one I left behind when I exited exuding confidence.  That day seems like yesterday, since time flies when you are not having fun. And I didn't.  But..during those seven months, I stayed sober about for about five.  Of course, I hop-scotched the last three or so, but sober time is sober time.  I also returned to school and began masters' degree work, got one course finished.  Had a job for three months; promoted three times. Lots of good times, more bad ones.  But I have another chance.  And, as the good book says, it is better to be a live dog than a dead lion.  Woof.

I guess I will be here about a month, give or take, probably give.  Have to find a place to land and I'm not sure what that looks like yet.  Maybe I can go back to the place I just left, not sure if they'll let me, not sure if I want to.  I've made a couple of friends in that town, so it would be nice to get back for that reason.  The space between my children and me is weighing on me, though.  If I stay in New England, I have to hatch a plan to see them regularly.   Fifteen and eight, and they miss me.  And I miss them.  But I've been here two days.  It will all come to me.