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Dear Person on Day One

Living Sober

. == Welcome to a very special day - the first day of the rest of your life! The post Dear Person on Day One first appeared on Living Sober. The post Dear Person on Day One first appeared on Living Sober. Imagine that today you […].

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Keep On Keeping On

Gary Direnfeld

Then I was told the worker I was paired with was on long term disability and I would be responsible for her caseload on top of mine. I don’t recall receiving any reasonable guidance apart from just appraising her on the status of my cases. I requested that it occur on paid staff time. Things went from bad to worse.

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Little Purposes

Untipsy Teacher

Dear Readers, When I retired, I struggled trying to figure out my purpose in life. In fact, that pressure I put on myself just increased my drinking problem. This means, I too can be a regular person, who lives as best she can showing kindness to people around me. It is as mundane as volunteering one day a week.

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Yes, I Could Drink

Untipsy Teacher

Dear Readers, Yes, I could drink because of the invasion of Ukraine. When I look back at all the world problems, all of my loved ones problems, or all of my personal problems, none of them were made better by drinking. With Holding Hands, On Day 2737, Wendy. But I won’t. Would drinking help the people?

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‘Dear social worker’

The Frontline

This powerful poem was written by one of our fellows, Charmaine Malcolm, Principal Child and Family Social Worker, and it is dedicated to all social workers. . Dear social worker, Waking up over the past few weeks to reports in the media that social workers are child killers, baby snatchers and evil people. Well, it simply is not true.

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Yikes! Last Month of 60’s!

Untipsy Teacher

Dear Readers, Both Mr. UT and I are getting to what I call, the Middle Age of Old Age! Getting older is not easy, as people become more dependent on other people, and bodies hurt more, making it harder to not think about all the aches. I have to constantly think about just accepting them and then moving on with my day.

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There’s Always Something

Untipsy Teacher

Dear Readers, I love Fall in Minnesota. We had new windows in our porch, and we were going to do a big paint job, and stain some of the windows. (“We” meaning Mr. However, an operation always takes a bit more out of a person, and he is actually resting today. With a Water Logged Husband, On Day 2942, Love, Wendy.