To Start

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          Recently, I felt like it was necessary to start blogging. I’ve been going through the process of recovery from addiction for many years now. It has only been recently that I’ve really began to have breakthroughs and longer lasting sobriety. I have always known that this was something that I couldn’t do myself, but I’ve always struggled to include God in the process. I’m writing this blog share my experiences and one of my new coping mechanisms in life, poetry. This was a discovery that I made even while I was still entrenched in addiction. The change in my life has been so drastic that abstinence isn’t a white knuckle fight. I have no more desire to follow after it. I never imagined that it could be possible. But it is!!!

          I’m a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints. Though I’m not perfect, I am trying every day to be better. Some days are more successful than others but God will continue to help me as long as I continue to ask.

          Something that I really miss is going and sitting on the Temple grounds. With Covid-19 being such a worry many places have closed their doors in an effort to keep people safe. I can’t wait for the time when I can sit again on the temple grounds but more so for the time when I can, again, go inside.


Doors of the Provo City Center Temple 

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