Why a Manger? (the part of the Christmas story I missed for 40 years)

Sugar-free for 63 days, and I have reached the bargaining stage of my grieving its loss. Creeping as close as I can to its boundary. Nibbling the edges of sobriety by wondering if allowing myself the crumbs of something sweet would send me back to Day 1. Wanting my cake.…

31 Days Sugar Sober Recap (Get caught up on the whole series in under 10 minutes)

I have been so very blessed by those who stuck with me on this 31-Day blogging and Sugar Sober journey. If you’d like to read in more detail, the links to all the full posts are below. But I’m also including a highlight from each day, so you can travel…

The End of the Beginning. And the Beginning of The End. (Day 31: Sugar Sober Series)

“What size shirt do you need for the event?”  I cringe at the question. Not only because it feels vulnerable to speak my size into the space. But because it’s not a question about today. The event is not until April. And I panic. What size will I be six…

I Gave In… and Weighed In (Sugar Sober Series)

Even as I wait for the digital numbers to appear, I question my motives. I said I had no intention of getting on the scale during these 31 Days. But here I am on Day 29, wondering if my pants are lying to me or if they might really be looser…