Dear Son,
There’s a kind of peace that doesn’t come from a paycheck.
It comes from earning it.
Not just the money—but the pride.
The stillness. The knowing.
These days, I work from home. I write. I create. I learn.
I wake up without dreading the day ahead—because I’m doing something that fits who I’ve become.
But I didn’t get here overnight.
In early sobriety, …
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