It is the best thing I have ever done. Strangers know my name, but it means nothing.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015. Here it is another day my life is moving along. It is a gift to be sober and present for the life. I am giving it my best- best that I can muster and for this I am grateful. One day at a time. Learning to give a voice to myself even when it is difficult. In the past I did not have skill in my speech it took a fight or self destruction to bring attention to a situation.

Staying sober one day at a time. Got a new bike! The kids are really wanting me to take them for a ride. This is the best way ever to get to work. I need to go fast through turns. I hoping to be on the track by this time next year. I am learning how to forgive. Slow progress is better than standing still. Wow, what a crazy few months. They just wanted to hang out with their dad.

Sunday, August 19, 2012. An End and a Beginning. In contrast, we humans tend to be rigid in our beliefs, convinced that our brains know the way of things. If you want to,. Says the woman who mentors me. In matters spiritual and guttural. Between phone calls to her oncologist. And shopping trips for still more hats. For yet another season of baldness.

Ramblings by a retired party girl in pursuit of serenity. Saturday, January 5, 2013. The holiday break has been a breakthrough. the gratitude is through the roof. there have been moments that i have felt it in a physical sense. of not having to justify my anger or my.

How gratitude has helped me stay sober, one day at a time. It has been both easy and hard to write a weekly post over the past year to celebrate my 25 years of sobriety. It has been a really great learning experience to reflect on my early days of sobriety.

He Not Busy Being Born Is Busy Dying. Tuesday, January 1, 2013. Sad start to a New Year. Monday, December 24, 2012. Greetings from the snow cover Heartland. Wednesday we received 6 inches of snow, the wind was kicking about 35mph also, they had to shut down the interstate due to visibility. I was working at the hotel and there wer.

We know that in everything God works for good with those who love him, who are called according to his purpose. Some mornings I wake up and my fitbit will say I have walked 12 steps. I am doing 12 steps in my sleep. The pink is increasing and the purple receding. I will get on with my day. Thank you Lord for this day and whatever it may bring. Age is a cruel master! .

In two more days, I will have 9 months of sobriety and recovery. Posted in Abstaining from Alcohol. I am seven months sober. I want to continue to document this recovery journey through this blog. Posted in Abstaining from Alcohol. Balancing This Life of Mine. Mrs D Is Going Without. The Act of Returning to Normal. Tired of Thinking About Drinking.

Finding freedom from wine and chocolate. In fact, life on the outside is totally the same. But the day-to-day of my life is same old, same old.