MY HANG OVER DAY....

I was in no shape to fly so I spent the day with dry heaves and prayer :  "Oh  God......Oh God.....awww....come on God."   I began to feel better about Sunset and I pondered alot of things.  Blythe did not know I was a recovering alcoholic.  I had been dry for years, but the wine at Blythe's house pushed me back over the edge.  Years of success wiped out in one week.  That is a false way of thinking..just pick up and carry on..not start again and carry on.  I love Blythe so much; should I level with her and tell her.  I was simply afraid to..but was it fair to her?  I got into my pajamas and decided to find and secure our honeymoon place the very next day, then fly home.  (to be continued)