Musings...
Musings...
As summer approaches my husband has started grilling more. And when he grills he enjoys a beer or two. It has irritated me lately more so because I find myself thinking 'I want one too'. I won't have one, but I want one in that moment.
This afternoon when that happened it reminded me of something my mother once told me. She quit smoking when I was young yet lived with my father who continued smoking for the next 25 years til he finally quit. She mentioned that there were certain times when she would have loved to sit with a cup of coffee in the morning and smoke a cigarette along side him. But.. If she did then she would have had to start over in counting how many days it had been since she last smoked - she counted the days up into years.
She is inspiration in this journey. Picking up a drink is my choice - period. And today I want to add another day to my sobriety jar and I will not drink.
This afternoon when that happened it reminded me of something my mother once told me. She quit smoking when I was young yet lived with my father who continued smoking for the next 25 years til he finally quit. She mentioned that there were certain times when she would have loved to sit with a cup of coffee in the morning and smoke a cigarette along side him. But.. If she did then she would have had to start over in counting how many days it had been since she last smoked - she counted the days up into years.
She is inspiration in this journey. Picking up a drink is my choice - period. And today I want to add another day to my sobriety jar and I will not drink.
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