Acceptance was one of the most important parts of my recovery, and also one of the most difficult to attain.
I surrendered to "acceptance" only after I had exhausted myself trying to change what was. I had to "accept" that I could not control another person or their addiction/recovery, I had to "accept" that my son was an addict and that although this was not the life I would choose for him, it was the path he had chosen for now and there was nothing I could do to change that.
"Acceptance", for me, meant that I learned what I owned and what I did not, and that if it did not have my name written all over it, it was not mine to own.
Acceptance allowed me to surrender and find faith in God's Plan, no matter how much it differed from my own.
It was when I learned to accept that I was able to let go and it was only then that I found peace.
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