I just had a long talk with a family member, on the phone, It was about recovery and trying to tell my 89 year old mom about my divorce without her having a stroke. and it came to me I was actually talking and my sister was talking back. It was amazing. When I was a kid I'd come down to breakfast, my mom would have grapefruit cut up with powered sugar on it and I'd generally have a black eye or split lip depending on dad's preferance. And we'd never talk about it. I used my napkin to stop the nosebleed. And now my sister and I talked on and on and I thought how amazing I didn't know this could be done. Its so wonderful. I'm going to fly out and see her and when she has happy hour I'll have an iced tea, no sugur.
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