October 11, 2007
I met Lori four and a half years ago. I took an AA meeting into the detox. Lori was detoxing.
Her sixth detox.
This time she got it.
She told us her story tonight. Tragic. Beautiful. Sad -- so fucking sad. Howlingly funny.
When an alcoholic gets to where she got, and makes it back, and, not only that, makes it back and finds peace, joy, happiness, integrity -- hey, you'll maybe think I'm ridiculous but you don't know -- they become almost a holy person.
She's got the most honest smile. The deepest, truest, sparklingest eyes.
Lori is gold. Solid fucking gold.