My husband and I rode to Sturgis on our
Harley a few weeks ago to enjoy the motorcycle
rally one more time. A few days upon arrival
we rode to a popular Cigar Shop for a good
flavored treat to enjoy after lunch.
The cigar shop was on the bottom level and
the oyster bar was at the top and with paid
parking we were handed 2 free beer coupons.
Because we were hungery we decided to get
a bite to eat before heading to the cigar shop.
As we sat in front of the bar in the seating area
enjoying our meal, we teasingly entertained the
idea of having those free beers. Of course we
began with a single thought then talked out
the results of what would actually happen if we
did drink those poisonous beers.
Before we knew it, we dismissed those dangerous
thoughts and proceeded to the cigar shop for what
we really wanted. Then off we rode to our next
destination.
So, even with 22 yrs sobriety, alcohol is always
lurking and waiting to capture its next victim, never
slowing down, never caring who or what it destoys
in its path.
It certainly doesnt care if one has a day sober
or as much as 22 yrs, to 100yrs. Im sure if I
was in a vunerable spot in my recovery or if
my recovery foundation had a weak spot in it,
alcohol would have weaseled its way, working
it way to cause more damage to it before engulfing
the entire life that it was built upon.
To this day, I have to remain forever vigilant
in my recovery program, following up on my
daily maintenance to keep it strong in case a
huge storm of unwanted temptations come
calling at my heart, mind and soul.
Staying sober one day at a time.