Delmarva Peninsula – Delaware – Maryland – Virginia Play Misty for Me I somehow was never introduced to the children’s book Misty of Chincoteague. The book that recounts the story of a wild pony that was purchased from auction by a young brother and sister. The children had raised […]
Today I celebrate 3 years of sobriety, in AA parlance this anniversary is referred to as my birthday. (A day of rebirth I suppose) It won’t be with much fanfare other than receiving a token from my sponsor. I did however take a moment to reflect and consider what the past years sober have meant.
I can laugh, I can cry. I can grieve and mourn, rejoice and celebrate. I can win and I can lose. I can appreciate success and learn from failure. I can form new meaningful friendships, I can let go of ones that need to go. I can love, and I can try to never hate. I can be of service to others and I can allow others to help me. I can get out and explore, wonder, and be a part of natures’ beauty. I can sit peacefully at home, trusting in a power higher than myself, and just anticipate what joys lie ahead.
For the past 3 years, as of today, I experience all this sober. To most this will seem no big deal, to a few it will, for me it’s priceless. Happy Birthday to me; where’s the Ice Cream?