Living Together Again

It's amazing how great it felt to be living together again. The two halfs were now whole. Our lives had always been intertwined, even when things were going bad it's like we always had that connection. I was always Bob's life support his floating device sort of. Now we could get on with the process of living a healthy sober life.

People wondered how I could just jump into a marriage with a man that for the past five previous years could not stay sober, but I just knew to the core of my soul that this time was differant. If you knew Bob as well as I did you would know that I saw it in his eyes. This disease had taken him to his bottom, a real bottom. He was changed by this experience to the core of his soul. We were both grateful that he had survived everything he had been through. Bob would always say that he knew that God had a plan for him, he just didn't think he saved him for no reason. That would come to pass later.

As soon as we left Wisconsin we came back home and began figuring out what we were going to do with the rest of our lives.
First thing Bob did was start connecting with AA again. He found a little meeting just two blocks from our apartment and began a commitment to set up the meeting once a weekk there. Then he signed up for some acting classes at the Strausberg Institute and began a dream of his, he always wanted to act, instead of real life drama, the stage now was going to be a place for him.
The first thing he did was shave off his beard and his mustache. I could not believe just how young and hansome he looked without it. He never grew a beard back again.

Life was so good, we were living in our honeymoon phase.

My brother and his wife came to visit us two months later and his dad offered to let us all stay at his Palm Springs house. It was so much fun. There was a full time housekeeper and her husband living there and they took really good care of us.
We played tennis, swam and had all our meals prepared. I was so grateful for this. It showed Bob and me that his dad trusted him again. It meant so much more to us than he would ever know. This act just reinforced Bob's sobriety. His family was mending. It was the most important step in our new life together. TRUST