Tic Toc

It still gives me chills recalling the memory of how I acquired the clock that now hangs proudly above my mantle. Purchased for me as a surprise gift two years ago by my then boyfriend, this clock was a symbol of the victory over drug addiction. At the time this clock was bought, my now ex. had, what we thought, defeated the purgatory of pill withdrawals. The months preceding this "clock" event had been filled with trips in and out of emergency room, battles with health organizations regarding lack of insurance issues, extreme weight loss, overwhelming fatigue, and fits of frustration. Nevertheless, through it all he hadn't given up on giving up drugs, and I hadn't given up on him. Therefore, the day I came home from work to find the clock I had eyed in Target for months mounted on the living room wall of our modest town home, I knew the struggle was over, at least for then. It was a dawning of a new life and new chapter in our lives. A fresh start if you will. The tic tock of this new clock marked for me the kind of moments you live for in life. The ones that prove that the battles you fight are worth the struggle. And, even though my ex. and I did not stay together, the clock stayed with me, reminding me of the positive changes that preserve in life.

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