Where the secrets are all told and the petals all unfold This weekend, I speak. I speak of my past. I speak of my hope for the future. I tell all to a room full of strangers. I have no idea who it will be more difficult for, me or them. When I was asked, I knew that "no" was not an option. After all, these are the people who saved my life. Addicts saving addicts. It's so simple. Life is so complex.Wanting someone to know me so completely, I find it ironic that strangers will know me above all others. I will leave that room changed. I will leave refreshed, revived and loved. And it will be like never before.

This weekend, I speak. I speak of my past. I speak of my hope for the future. I tell all to a room full of strangers. I have no idea who it will be more difficult for, me or them. When I was asked, I knew that "no" was not an option. After all, these are the people who saved my life. Addicts saving addicts. It's so simple. Life is so complex.
Wanting someone to know me so completely, I find it ironic that strangers will know me above all others. I will leave that room changed. I will leave refreshed, revived and loved. And it will be like never before.