Originally Posted by
clara 
very true. about fear, i was sitting in a meeting last night and realized that, at least for that moment, i wasn't afraid. but it was like standing on a station platform, noticing a familiar face through the window of a moving train, moving to say "hey!!! i remember you..." only to have the train whoosh by before the words get out.
it was that fleeting, but i felt it and recognized it. progress.
...And that was the way progress was for me the second time around.
Tiny bits that were indeed fleeting, yet comforting to know they were still there.
It was far harder for me the second time around in sobriety, but it has been so worth it.
God has wondrous things in store for you.
