Thank you so very much for your sweetness Dottie. I grew up too quickly and became way too responsible at a very young age-I parented my parents and siblings. By the time I entered Villanova I was ready to sow some wild oats, and I learned quickly that alcohol all but eviscerated my social anxiety. My father and both grandfathers struggled with alcoholism-I struggled with opioids after a bad motorcycle accident-and although I enjoyed years of sobriety I was never humbled by life-I always bounced back. This last time had me on my knees, literally clinging to God each and every step of the way-I've no words to describe my sheer terror. Between Q and that disclosure, then COVID and all the hell I raised in our town (I had a pastor fired for calling me a "fucking Trump whore" because I asked him to revoke his mask requirement) and menopause?

Welp, let's just say ONLY God could have kept me vertical. Huge faith builder for sure-so much love to you my dear friend.