In days gone by the choice would be easy . There was very little to eat in the house . If I was feeling the need to fill my belly with something other than vodka I would have a few beers and call that a meal . Liquid chicken is what a friend of mine called it. I don't think he is having any more meals . I have not seen him in many years and I fear he is dead .
Today I have the great joy of having a fridge full of food and a means to cook it . I can choose to eat what I like and not be consumed by the thoughts of drinking more vodka . The things that once seemed mundane are a great joy in the after life of certain death .
Some how I cheated death . Some how I am still here to be alive . I will be alive and enjoy every tuna fish sandwich I can .
Love you , Jaybird
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