Missing Grace

I miss Grace, and why wouldn’t I? Awake at 0545, I discover that Flavio and Spiros are also awake. We’re fortunate that a café is open in the harbour area. Oddly, these places only serve coffee and not food, though the coffee is good. The conversation is also enjoyable and easy-going.

This morning isn’t too bad. There is some harmony, but not before I have to call out Urf and Silvi for both giving me instructions at the same time. Lunch is pleasant.

It feels like Urf is monopolizing the course. Should I say something? Is it worth it with only three days to go? I think Silvi is really aware of what’s going on. But for me, the damage has already been done, and I just want to finish this course and get back home to Rotterdam.

If I’m honest with myself, at the moment, I don’t enjoy being in close proximity to the same strangers day after day. 

Nearly Seven Months Sober

I’m nearly seven months into sobriety, and time has flown by. In the last few weeks, I’ve started drinking alcohol-free beer while others around me drink alcoholic beverages. I’m completely relaxed about it. I don’t miss drinking beer. It made me avoid so many things and cope with situations I shouldn’t have coped with. 

What happens when Grace goes?

When Grace is gone, I’ll lose the only person I really trust and love. Of course, there are other people, but I fear I’ll become directionless without Grace. Every evening involves spending a few hours with her, and I enjoy every minute of it. It makes me feel secure. What will happen when there’s no more Grace?