Once I entered rehab against my will
back in 1990 but because my family
cared enough to not let me harm myself,
I began to allow myself to be teachable
to let those capable of teaching me about
my addiction and give me a program of
recovery to live my life upon once I returned
home.
Those first 28 days sober allowed the
seed of hope to be planted in my heart,
mind and soul with continued help and
guidance to sink and set me on my path
of recovery journey living each day in the
day.
I am blessed and I am grateful that I was
given this gift of a recovery program taught
to me back in 1990 because if it had been
me still sick in my own addiction, carrying
all that heavy baggage from my past as a
child, resentments I harbored, crosses I
beared, all my defects of character, I'm sure
I wouldn't be here some 26 yrs sober with
you.
For whatever reason I had back in the
day when I began this journey, all I knew
was I didn't want to get back on that
miserable merry go round of insanity
and thus fueled me to remain sober and
humbled about it.
Having so many to go back out to test
the watering holes, liquor stores, never
making healthy changes in their life styles
has been enough to let me know that after
all these yrs sober for me, alcohol, drug
addiction is still strong, still alive, still taking
folks out left and right, showing no mercy,
allows me to remain sober one more day.
I see it, hear it and most of all believe it.