I am grateful for....
I am grateful for....
...the sound of the rain.
It's 2.40am and I can't sleep. Well, I've slept briefly but I woke up a couple of hours ago and was lying in bed worrying about things so I got up instead.
And now I'm snuggled on the sofa under a blanket with good coffee and the window is open just a bit and I'm smelling the freshness of the blanket I washed and dried on the line yesterday and I'm listening to the rain.
I'm grateful because I found SR and I don't need to worry and I don't need to drink because neither of those things is going to solve anything.
I'm sitting here, warm under my fresh smelling blanket and listening to the rain with a gentle breeze on my face at 2.40 in the morning and I'm grateful.
It's 2.40am and I can't sleep. Well, I've slept briefly but I woke up a couple of hours ago and was lying in bed worrying about things so I got up instead.
And now I'm snuggled on the sofa under a blanket with good coffee and the window is open just a bit and I'm smelling the freshness of the blanket I washed and dried on the line yesterday and I'm listening to the rain.
I'm grateful because I found SR and I don't need to worry and I don't need to drink because neither of those things is going to solve anything.
I'm sitting here, warm under my fresh smelling blanket and listening to the rain with a gentle breeze on my face at 2.40 in the morning and I'm grateful.
Sobriety can be filled with moments of complete contentment.
mystified, I loved your post. I could almost feel the breeze and smell the freshness of your blanket. The rain ties it all together.
Thank you for sharing.
mystified, I loved your post. I could almost feel the breeze and smell the freshness of your blanket. The rain ties it all together.
Thank you for sharing.
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