It has been a week of positives...in small ways..Great things come in small packages as my 4 ft.10in. Mamma used to say.My son's tune-up seems to be just what he needed..He is talking the talk..let's see if he can Walk the Walk.
I am reminded daily The road to recovery can be a long and twisted one...and even those in solid recovery can falter..it is a daily..even minute to minute journey for life.The more tools they have the better, to win this battle, but that monster is always waiting on sidelines to slip back in at anytime.He has added a few more tools..let's hope he uses them to construct..rather than destruct..
As for me..my recovery is sailing steadily through the sometimes rough seas.I am so proud.
One thing I have learned is too keep my circle of friends..supporters small. Being on the more Introverted side of life, my circle was never large to begin with ! I found tho even it needed culling..So over the past year I have been able to achieve just that.I have replaced those who have dropped off ( pushed out) with positive people, who are on the same wave length as myself..and a few who challenge me daily to think outside my comfort zone and allow me to grow! It is so empowering to actually take control of my own life and see who I really am..The funny thing is, I actually like who I am becoming !!! I have decided to keep the shoot from hip kinda girl in me..I always liked her ;)
This family disease of addiction you suddenly find yourself in, literally gives you the biggest kick in the gut..brings you to your knees..Emotionally and physically..The longer you stay down..the sicker you become..You have to dig deep and pull yourself back up or it wins!! This sucker is not going to win with this Mamma..xoxox