I see on the news this morning that David Cassidy of the Partridge family is near death from organ failure due to his struggles with alcoholism. I feel bad as I would for any alcoholic but he was one of my first childhood crushes. It serves as a constant reminder that this disease is a killer and will take us down if we let it.

There has been a steady flow of family and friends around and the fun is just beginning. I feel very loved and happy yet I am struggling with the drink. I guess my joy is an unfamiliar emotion and so I am craving a buzz. I drank because of loneliness, depression and anxiety and now I want to drink because of happiness? Go figure.

Take good care my friends.