Grateful
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Grateful
Sometimes they're big things.
Sometimes, just little everyday things.
I was on a business trip this past week.
As I was neatly packing my suitcase, calmly and feeling good, happy to be headed home, pleased with a very productive week.... I had a memory.
It was more a chain of memories.... flashes of my past; waking in a groggy hungover panic, rushing around hotel rooms, trying not to vomit or stuffing things in my suitcase between vomiting my guts out. How many times had that routine been my norm? Body and head aching and shaking, mind blottes from the blackout of the night before, trying to remember where id parked the rental car, what time was my flight, what airline? Dreading going home to try and cover up my woeful condition. Thinking of how Id time a few drinks along the way at the airports or gas stations to get myself together...... racing dangerously through traffic to make a flight. Often leaving items ranging from chargers to closets full of suits behind.....
I smiled as I quietly, calmly organized all my things, checked the closets and drawers, zipped up my suitcase and went downstairs to meet my team early for coffee.
What a wonderful difference sobriety makes.
Sometimes, just little everyday things.
I was on a business trip this past week.
As I was neatly packing my suitcase, calmly and feeling good, happy to be headed home, pleased with a very productive week.... I had a memory.
It was more a chain of memories.... flashes of my past; waking in a groggy hungover panic, rushing around hotel rooms, trying not to vomit or stuffing things in my suitcase between vomiting my guts out. How many times had that routine been my norm? Body and head aching and shaking, mind blottes from the blackout of the night before, trying to remember where id parked the rental car, what time was my flight, what airline? Dreading going home to try and cover up my woeful condition. Thinking of how Id time a few drinks along the way at the airports or gas stations to get myself together...... racing dangerously through traffic to make a flight. Often leaving items ranging from chargers to closets full of suits behind.....
I smiled as I quietly, calmly organized all my things, checked the closets and drawers, zipped up my suitcase and went downstairs to meet my team early for coffee.
What a wonderful difference sobriety makes.
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Been there, done all of that too. It's so much better not having to do that any more. Killing time in the airport by drinking beer and then getting home with my head in a fog. That's no way to live life.
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There is so much to appreciate these days!
I was going on a trip for work a couple years ago and couldn't find my ticket info. I was hung over. Panicked, I assumed I'd forgotten to book the first leg of the trip and quickly made a reservation. At the airport, the ticket agent said that there was another passenger with my same name on the same flight! Fortunately, I was able to get the first ticket refunded. All because I was hung over and stressed.
I was going on a trip for work a couple years ago and couldn't find my ticket info. I was hung over. Panicked, I assumed I'd forgotten to book the first leg of the trip and quickly made a reservation. At the airport, the ticket agent said that there was another passenger with my same name on the same flight! Fortunately, I was able to get the first ticket refunded. All because I was hung over and stressed.
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Thanks for your share. I can relate and since I have been sober (8 months now) I have managed to get back into work and I'm off to work in Qatar on Sunday for 2 years. It is great to get some sort of life back with the help of God and the 12 steps of AA. I hope that my sobriety continues! Terry
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