A question from a sobriety coach has been ringing in my head for the last 24 hours – what’s One Thing you can do for yourself? I’ve come to realize that drinking alone at night had become something I “did for myself”. My mind had twisted a destructive act into a treat, a gift to me that no one could take away. Truth is, it’s … Continue reading …just one thing
You don’t see it coming until it’s too, late. It creeps up on you. The days are ordinary, albeit full of the normal stresses of life. And then something happens, and the world feels quite different. Sitting on the beach, soaking up the sun and watching your children play at the water’s edge, it’s the tsunami wave sailing toward you from miles off, about to … Continue reading …the thief
People thought WW3 would be nuclear, a rogue nation with a big huge bomb. Instead the world is now at war with a micro-organism that we cannot see, smell or hear. It has swept in silently, like a snow squall on a winter’s day, blanketing our world in contagion. The World is at WAR against COVID19. The front lines are not traditional battlefields, the … Continue reading …the snow squall
I love this analogy! Wish I could take credit for it but I cannot – When we stop drinking it’s like we are pregnant and we are giving birth to a new life! Our new life. I am going to hold fast to this image in the days, weeks and months ahead. I’m going to add to it the idea of self-care that I read somewhere else. Just … Continue reading …. 9 months
This is a two-fer, a post about food and sobriety… I am on Day 4! I honestly cannot remember the last time I had a Day 4, it’s been months, maybe longer. However that doesn’t really matter. I am here, today, now. In another post I’ll share how I got here, but for now it is enough to let you know I am here. Today. … Continue reading …a good start
She called this morning. She called because she cannot reply when she sees I’ve texted her. She lives too far away for me to pop in and remind her of my love so I text randomly to let her know she’s in my heart. Her voice is weak and her voice is strong. Her spirit is fighting and her spirit is tired. Her words are … Continue reading Precious….
I know that the tone of my last few posts has not been my normal, positive, self reflective, encouraging, faith based self. Last night I discovered why! I thought it was the life stresses and storm clouds building, that was bringing me down. I thought it was the disruption of my schedule that the end of school brings with it that was causing me distress. … Continue reading What a relief….
The crisis has passed. The clouds have lifted and I can see blue sky and feel a gentle breeze on my face as I walk in the sun. I weathered the storm life threw at me and I did not drown my fear in wine. I feel victorious, and exhausted. It took so much strength to deal with the daily stresses of the last few … Continue reading Lost and found…
Over the last month I’ve written lots of tidbits of thoughts and very few tidbits of tastes. So today it’s time for a change. One of the blessings of my sobriety is rediscovering my love of cooking. Once again, preparing healthy and delicious meals for my family brings me joy and feeds by soul. I love trying new recipes as much as creating something out … Continue reading Joy in cooking…
Over the holidays I was visiting with a family friend whom I seldom see. She has a busy husband and three active boys under the age of 12, life for her is in constant motion. I told her how wonderful she looked and how I admired her energy. I asked how she does it, and this was her reply: I learned a long time ago, … Continue reading Following instructions….