Mornings are just so precious now.
Mornings are just so precious now.
Sunday morning. Ahhhh. Snuggled with my kitty, my puppy, a blankey and the fire is already roaring. No obligations today.
Except to myself and healing my body and soul.
My heart beats gently at 58 bpm. No pounding out of my chest. I can rest and relax as I'm not having to "pace off" another hangover. I don't have to worry who I offended last night.
I can just sit, with my coffee, peacefully, and embrace the day ahead.
I'm SO damn grateful to be sober.
Except to myself and healing my body and soul.
My heart beats gently at 58 bpm. No pounding out of my chest. I can rest and relax as I'm not having to "pace off" another hangover. I don't have to worry who I offended last night.
I can just sit, with my coffee, peacefully, and embrace the day ahead.
I'm SO damn grateful to be sober.
Great post! I was thinking about that this morning too! In the past on a Sunday morning, I would already be thinking about making a run to the grocery store to pick up some wine for the day. It sure feels great to wake up and have the whole day ahead of me knowing I can do whatever I want to instead of sitting at home alone drinking myself into oblivion.
Nice! Mornings are best for sober people. You do your best thinking then. I still get cravings at night - I used to do my best drinking then. One thing you can't mix with drinking is good thinking.
inspiring AO--that's pretty much what I'm doing here on my Day 6 as well.
Wood stove instead of fireplace, add watching the birds flutter in and feast
on the sunflower seeds I just put in the feeder. . .
it is so so much better--you're right
Wood stove instead of fireplace, add watching the birds flutter in and feast
on the sunflower seeds I just put in the feeder. . .
it is so so much better--you're right
You got this sister.
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