One Year

10/18/2007 To Krista, love, Karen When good things try to scare us with things we don’t deserve Sometimes we still believe our lies and never find the nerve To proudly stand and take the coin That proves our lies were wrong The months and days all in a row The minutes took so long… But here we are, one year has gone And Krista never drank The kids were kids And all day long Well, Krista never drank We met again at Kingston Creek That Saturday in June We shared a common trait… Who knew? The two of us were doomed Around the rooms for many years And couldn’t find a friend Imagine that. Both in AA The ‘clicks’ were smaller then So Krista shared and so did I About our sad dilemma We both were gorgeous, smart and funny But couldn’t find a frienda The whole thing was hysterical When we shared it with each other We laughed the laugh Of those who laugh, and go on to recover Laughter is the medicine that heals your every wound I thank you Krista for being my friend And getting me here by noon.