Yesterday I spent a few hours with friends from Celebrate Recovery. We had a picnic at a flower farm.
What a beautiful, special, blessed day it was.
Many of us posted pics and thoughts about how nice this time together was especially since we had not been together in person since mid-March.
Recovery friends are referred to as Forever Family. Reflecting on yesterday, forever family is the perfect way to describe way to identify these people to me.
I created an photo album online titled ‘This is CR’ The description says. Celebrate Recovery has changed my life and has taught me how to walk along side others with love. It’s not just a meeting once a week, it’s how I do life and how I do life with others.
I didn’t realize how much I really missed being with my CR family in person for the last few months until seeing so many of them yesterday.
Looking back, some of my favorite days were ones with my Forever Family. Painting, a birthday party, axe throwing and a picnic at a flower farm to name a few.
It’s not just a meeting once a week. It’s real relationships. People who you want to spend time with. People you admire. People who know your junk and love you anyway. People I know their junk and don’t judge but love them for who they are today.
It’s not just a meeting once a week. It’s a way of living life with others in a healthy way.
Stay on this ride with me, the best is yet to be.
My journey to serenity continues…
Ps the pics in the post are my pics from the different CR forever family gatherings
In this world of uncertainty that we have found ourselves in, I started feeling anxious and overwhelmed while at the grocery store tonight.
I walked down aisle after aisle and found empty shelves and choices were limited. I was hit in the face with how real this is. The restaurant in the same parking lot was empty and the coffee shop was dark.
I felt that I needed to remind myself of all the tools and new ways of coping with life when life happens that I have learned from WORKING a recovery program. Cause life is happening right now and while it’s a little unsettling, I know that this will not last forever and God is in control.
I used my tools right away, which was kinda cool that it came so naturally. I reached out to my sponsor and talked to her about how I was I was feeling and why I felt this way. And I found out, that she was feeling the same way. Having a sponsor, accountability partner or trusted friend to talk to is just so important. I know I am not alone in my feelings.
Here are some other things that are on top of my toolbox:
🔨 Eating well. Comfort food is called that for a reason. Often is not the best choice but sure makes me feel good. Adding healthy options like a salad or veggies is a plus. I also tend not to eat and go for long periods of time without eating. So I need to keep planning meals so it’s something I don’t have to think about. I have it written down and know what to do next without having to think about. Making smart food choices will keep me healthy.
🔧 Take meds. Always take your meds as prescribed. It might be a good idea to take a vitamin too.
🔩 Exercise. Now that gyms are closing to practice social distancing, there are still lots of options. Can be as simple as going out for a walk. Or going up and down the stairs at home. Or there are tons of online resources on YouTube for workouts at home. If you have a gym membership, they may even have resources on their website or Facebook group. Or how about putting on your favorite music and just dancing!
🔨 Read. Lots of options here too. From the serenity prayer to the 12 steps and 8 principles (Celebrate Recovery) Can all be found on the CR app or online. The Holy Bible app is another really good one to download. There are many suggestions on the home page of the one I use has references hope and anxiety or I can search programs. Or I have even googled ’what does the Bible say about —- ’ to find really good verses on that topic or feeling. Can always read other stuff too but there are my go.
🔧 Journal. Journaling can help you sort out your feelings. Ask yourself, have I felt this way before? When? Why am I feeling this way? How did I cope last time? Did that help? Why or why not. Tons of journaling books available if you need props too.
🔩 Get creative. I enjoy painting but I recently discovered diamond painting which is kinda mindless yet fun. Sometimes I struggle with ideas on what to paint so diamond painting takes the pressure off. Think about what you enjoyed doing as a kid. Did you like to color, crossword puzzles or draw? Give those a try again. You may find a new (old) hobby.
🔨 Write a thank you or thinking of you note. Send an email or text and check on someone else. Let them know you are thinking about them. Set up a call and share a cup of coffee by phone.
🔧 Do and act of kindness. I cleaned out a cabinet over the weekend and found a few board games that we hadn’t used in years. So I posted on my neighborhood Facebook group and set them outside. They were gone within an hour.
🔩 My 100 things list. One of the first things my sponsor had me do was write a list of 100 positive words that described myself. This took me a month and I asked my friends for help and I use the thesauruses. But when it gets in my head that I am not enough, I reread these words to remind myself who I really am.
If you need a place to start, here are some things God says about us from a Bible study I did:
I am blessed
I am chosen, forgiven, favored and accepted
I am made in Gods image
I am His child
I am victorious and strengthened by Him
I am healed, new, delivered, set free and redeemed
I am complete
I am fearfully and wonderfully made
I am His masterpiece
And I am loved
🔨 Listen to Music. Have a playlist on your phone or listen to on of your favorites on YouTube and that song will lead to the next and you just may find a new favorite one.
🔧 You can meditate – there’s an app for that too. I use the free version of ABIDE. It’s a prayer meditation style app which has a list of topics from anger, anxiety to fear or hope. These are short just 2-5 minutes meditations.
Using these 🔨 🔧 🔩 will keep me connected. Connected to God. Connected to myself and my program and connected to others.
This is my final thought.
From Philippians 4: 8-9
And now dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true and honorable and right and pure and lovely and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise. Keep putting into practice all you learned and received from me and saw me doing. Then the God of peace will be with you.
And the God of peace will be with you….another word for peace is serenity. And the God of serenity will be with you.
Stay well. Stay positive. Take things one day at a time. Stay connected and go wash your hands.
I was drowning in his addiction. It was all consuming. It impacted every part of my life. I didn’t know how to stop the merry-go-round of addict and enabler.
I knew it wasn’t right but I kept going back. Kept waiting for him to hit his bottom. I knew I was hurting myself but I ignoring that part and only focused on him. Seeing myself from the outside, screaming don’t go see him….cut him off….walk away. But I couldn’t hear it.
I would have those thoughts and then think, this is the time. This is when he hits his bottom and we would bounce up from there. That I would walk away and this time he would get sober and stay sober. I’d think back to the good days and want those days back. That if I walked away, I’d miss it and not being part of it.
There’s not only the fact that I prevented him from growing and learning from his actions and the consequences from those actions. But I was also putting myself in harms way. My poor decisions were impacting the world around me and I couldn’t stop it.
Until I hit my bottom. I walked away and have never looked back. I kept putting one foot in front of the other. Kept making the next right choice for me. I was craving more for me and for my life.
As I worked through this I had to ask myself some hard questions. How did THIS become my life. How WAS it ok with me to not only put myself in this relationship but why did it stay ok? That this is a good as it gets and what I deserved? Was I so lonely that THAT life became ok? Why did I NEED to be needed and being needed meant love. Why did that feel like love? HOW and WHY did my worth become based on fixing someone else. So many hard questions that key to the answers were threaded back in my entire life.
I was drowning in his addiction.
But I’m not drowning anymore. I have bounced up from my bottom. I have found myself. I found it wasn’t ok. I found that that was far from as good as it gets. I found I deserved so much more. I found that it wasn’t that I was lonely, it was that was the path I was on. If it wasn’t him it would have the next guy who was an alcoholic.
I found I don’t need to be needed. I found that love doesn’t have to look like that. I found that my value is not in fixing someone else but in who I am and who I am to God. I found that had I not been there, I wouldn’t be here. I would take my worst day now over my best day there.
And being here, I am finally living into who I was always meant to be. I have a relationship with Jesus Christ. I serve in ways that use my God given gifts and talents. I walk along side others with healthy boundaries. I ‘do life’ with an awesome support system. And I am grateful.
I think I’ve stumbled on my new normal. Lots going on and some changes too but I’m finding that I’m using tools I’ve learned and been applying to my life.
My day starts and ends in prayer. Been doing that faithfully since the start of the year. Every morning I call a friend and we pray together. I’ve never done that before. It’s pretty cool. It’s a wonderful way to start the day.
I’ve ended the day in prayer off and on for a while but now doing this constantly. Gratitude for the day and whatever specifically happened that day and doing a daily inventory occupy that time.
My new normal is full of tools that I’ve been developing for the last 4 years. They are starting to be a natural response and easier to tell someone what I need or to set a boundary.
I have an awesome support system in place. I turn to them when I need to process or support. Just to check in or just to say hello.
I am choosing to let go of a few things in my life that keep me busy and while it fills my tank there are parts that I don’t enjoy and it drains me. I did a lesson at CR a week or so ago on powerlessness. In the lesson, it says when our pain is greater than our fear, that we when we make a change. And while there is not pain in this situation, it takes my energy. So as I figured out that the drain on my life was at a faster rate then what it filled. It was time to make a change.
This is already making room for me to say yes to other things that fill me up. And be around more people with similar interests and that want to do stuff together.
I’m just going to enjoy this new normal and see what God has planned for me in this next chapter.
I recently did a questionnaire that puts in order 24 character strengths. I went into the questionnaire not knowing the names of the strengths.
I was not surprised by my top 5. They are: gratitude, appreciation of beauty and excellence, kindness and generosity, capacity to love and be loved and spiritually, sense of purpose and faith.
We often think and talk about our character defects and not character strengths. So doing this work gives me some great incite into who I am and how I am showing up in the world. The other cool thing is the other strengths can be worked on and improved and moved up the list.
Something I can only contribute to recovery, is having an attitude of gratitude. There have been times in my life that I have felt unworthy. Ungrateful. And not seeing the gifts there are from trials, hard days and even conflict. Over the last couple of years, I have developed a very strong sense of gratitude. So I was not surprised that this is my top strength.
According to The Positivity Project gratitude’s parent virtue is transcendence and this strength allow people to rise above their troubles and find meaning in the larger universe. Gratitude is sometimes resisted due to not wanting to experience a sense of indebtedness. However, gratitude is less about feeling indebted and more about being aware of the consideration, kindness and generosity of others.
I am approaching my 4 year of working a recovery program, Celebrate Recovery (CR) I’m giving my testimony at two different CR’s in the next few weeks. Tonight I am reflective of who I was walking in the doors of CR for the first time and who I am today AND JUST HOW FAR I HAVE COME.
And I find myself just so grateful.
Grateful for where I was. Grateful for those who came along side me. I am grateful for those who stuck with me and for those who walked away. I am grateful for the work I’ve done to find myself. I am grateful for friendships that are not like any other I have ever had. I am grateful for making my recovery a priority for the last 4 years.
I am grateful that I can admit that I am powerless. I do not have it all together. I do not have to try and control all of it. I am not responsible for all of it. I am not that powerful and it’s not my job.
I am grateful that my higher power loves me. That I matter to Him and that He wants to have a relationship with me. That He works all things together for my greater good.
I am grateful that I make the decision everyday to turn my life and my will over to the care of God.
I am grateful for fearless inventories. And identify my part and see character defects because I will grow from this information.
I am grateful for being able to admit to God, to myself and to someone I trust, my wrong doings.
I am grateful that I am a work in progress and am ready to have God remove my defects of character.
I am grateful that I can humbly ask Him to remove my shortcomings.
I am grateful for identifying those that I have harmed and become willing to make amends with them.
I am grateful for making direct amends when ever possible except when to do so would injure them or others.
I am grateful for continuing to take personal inventory and promptly admit when I am wrong.
I am grateful for prayer and meditation. Praying for knowledge of His will for my life and the power to carry that out.
And I am grateful for getting to carry this message to others and practicing these principles in all of my affairs.
I am grateful for the 12 steps and learning how to apply them to me and my pain and hurts.
I’m not a big believer in New Years resolutions mainly because I have not been successful in past years. At first it’s motivating but it soon fades.
But I am a believer in words and how powerful they are for me. So rather than say, I’m going to join a gym and workout everyday, I’d rather say my focus is on self care this year and see how that plays out. Maybe that’s an easy way out but it works for me.
In 2015I wrote ‘living life with drive and purpose, faith and integrity, grace and joy, consistency and always with kindness.’Those words are how I would describe my Dad. This was a hard year and I’m not sure how successful I was in all those words that year but then I got to start over with a new book with 365 blank pages.
So for2016I simply said ‘Trust His Plan’ and didn’t I ever.
I used words from my High School crest for2017, ‘Grow in grace and wisdom’ There was a lot of steady growth that year. Lots of understanding and healing.
For2018I wrote simply ‘I Love’.Which covered rediscovering and enjoying things I love and being open to finding new things to love.
My words for 2019were
This was about doing even more of what I love. Being around people I love. And stepping into new things coming my way with confidence.
I just looked through the photos on my phone for 2019 and I did a pretty good job with different, better and more.
So I’ve been thinking a lot about my words for 2020.
I kept getting messages about ‘light’. So I looked up in the Bible verses about light then more specifically people being light or people shining their light.
Here are 2 of my favorites: ￼
Nor do people light a lamp and put it under a basket, but on a stand and it gives light to all in the house. In the same way, let your light shine before others, so that they may see your good works and give glory to your Father who is in heaven. Matthew 5:15-16
No one lights a lamp and hides it in a clay jar or puts it under a bed. Instead, they put it on a stand, so that those who come in can see the light. Luke 8:16
So that is exactly what I am going to do. I will continue to:
living life with drive and purpose, faith and integrity, grace and joy, consistency and always with kindness.
And I will always remember to Trust God’s Plan.
I will grow in grace and wisdom.
I will love.
I will keep searching for different, better and more.
But this new year, in fact new decade. These new roaring 20’s I will focus on:
Letting my light shine
Shining my light for someone else’s darkness.
And surrounding myself with like-minded HOPEDEALERS!
Cheers to 2020!
My journey to serenity continues.
Stay on this journey with me, the best is yet to be.
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If nothing changes, nothing changes. BUT if something changes and you stick with it….EVERYTHING changes!
I know first hand how that works. In many parts of my life.
If I continued to relate to someone with codependency, that relationship will stay dysfunctional.
If I continued to not have boundaries with someone, I will continue to be run over and feel unheard.
If I continued to be in denial about my health, I would continue to on the path to put myself of a health risk.
I recently read ….Change happens when the pain of staying the same is greater than the pain of change. By Tony Robbins. It’s so true.
Change can be scary. What’sgoing to happen to me when I get healthy….less dependent….more assertive….speak the truth in love…..forgive them…..take off my mask….forgive myself…..will people like me….will I even like me?
Well let me say when I stepped out ofdenial with my health because my pain of staying the same was greater than my pain of change. And I made real changes. And stuck to them for the last 5 months, EVERYTHING had changed. I have now lost 47 pounds. My blood sugar and pressure are back in normal ranges. I have more energy. I am no longer in physical pain daily. I am happier. I am more confident.
As far as if others will like me…..I don’t care. It no longer matters to me if others like me or not. I don’t need to know. It’s actually none of my business. The right people will not only like me, they will love me.
And to answer the do I like me question….I love who I am becoming. I finally feel like I am becoming who I was always meant to be. I love serving others in a ministry that walks along side others who are in pain from life. And they have reached that tipping point of staying the same is more painful than pain of change.
Together we work the 12 steps. They are designed to take actions to achieve the goals of recovery – reconciliation with God, with yourself, with others and then serving and giving back….that’s how it works.
And then together we learn the Celebrate Recovery principals to develop new attitudes – attitudes of humility, vulnerability, honesty and gratitude….that’s why it works.
I love being perfectly imperfect. I make mistakes. And then I can correct them. It’s not a success only Journey. And when I fail, I can get back up. Failing just means I’m trying and not standing still.
If nothing changes, nothing changes but if something changes and you stick with it, everything changes!
My journey to serenity continues…
Ps parts of this post is inspired by a Celebrate Recovery lesson. You will find the most amazing people there. To find a meeting near you, go the Celebrate Recovery website.
I always loved the stop motion animation of Rudolph the Rednosed Reindeer. I could relate to the misfit toys.
Poor Rudolph was different with his red nose and tried to hide it. And Hermey the Elf who just wanted to be a dentist because he was passionate about that over making toys. Off they go because they didn’t fit in. They couldn’t just be themselves. And trying to be something else just didn’t work our either.
And then they run into other misfits. Which I want to pause the story for a moment and define misfit. According to the Oxford dictionary, misfit is a noun meaning a person whose behavior or attitude sets them apart from others in an uncomfortable conspicuous way. Synonyms include outsider, weirdo, oddball and exception.
Ok now that we know who misfits are let’s go back to the story.
Charlie tells them that the lion collects unloved toys and brings them to the island.
Here are a few of the Misfit Toys:
King Moonracer – the winged lion
Charlie in the box
Train with square wheels
Water gun that shoots jelly
A bird that swims
A cowboy that rides an ostrich
Boat that can’t stay afloat
A plane that can’t fly
A doll named Sue
So these toys may be different, they may not be who others think they should be, they may think differently or even work differently. Maybe they don’t fit in to the norms.
This got me thinking about recovery and recovery groups. It’s made up of a bunch of people who maybe didn’t fit in. Maybe didn’t live up to what or who others thought they should. Maybe they think differently. Maybe felt unloveable.
You know who I have found in my 12 step group? These misfits? Outsiders? Weirdos? Oddballs? And the exceptions? They are strong and brave and caring and loving and are great listeners and are thoughtful and hardworking and are honest and are humble and non judgmental and are grateful and kind and offer hope. They are inclusive. And they are exceptional.
These misfits that others might have overlooked and dismissed and sometimes even written off. These misfits are my friends and they would stand in line to protect me. They would stop what they are doing and fold my hands and pray with me. They make time to listen and study together.
That misfit attitude that set them apart is an attitude of gratitude. The attitude that all things are working together for my greater good. That attitude of knowing that God does not waste pain. Misfit behavior that we welcome the new comer and walk along side.
So as far as I am concerned, misfits are amazing and they are all welcome here!
The word ‘Just’ can be an adverb or an adjective. As an adjective it means reasonable, right or deserved. As in ‘a just cause’ or ‘a just punishment’. As a adverb, just means exactly, precisely or only. As in ‘just one more’.
I’d like to focus on just as an adverb.
Exactly, Precisely or Only.
If you have ever played an Ice breaker game before a meeting or training, you may have heard questions like if you had just one book to read over and over what would it be? Or just one thing to eat for the rest of your life. Or just one person to talk to for the rest of your life? Or if you had just one day to live what would you do? Those are fun questions to answer and you can learn a lot about someone in that way.
In recovery, I’ve heard just one more drink, round, hit or high. And of course, just one day at a time.
In sports, it’s just one more inning, period, frame or quarter.
In daily life it may be, just one more cookie, just one more day or just one minute. Or I’m sure you have heard, we have just one life to live or there is just one of you.
I’ve done many things alone. Just one. Just one ticket. Just one for dinner. Just one person going someplace. I don’t mind doing things alone although I would rather do things with someone or someone’s else. But I’d never do anything if I always waited for someone to do it with me. People are busy. And people make time for what they want to do. (Which another blog post in itself)
I always say one please or a table for one, one ticket etc. And when the person helping me says ‘Just one?’ To me it almost sounds insulting. But that’s how it hits my ear. Probably because I’m afraid that I’m being judged.
‘Yes just one.’ I wish others didn’t say just one. It’s ok to do stuff on your own.
I know this really has nothing to do with recovery but I went to dinner by myself tonight and the host said ‘just one’ and I figured I’d share my thoughts.
Be great today. Keep doing the next right thing. And don’t forget to be your own best friend and enjoy your own company.
At work today I was listening to YouTube (as usual) and a TD Jakes clip played…
‘You didn’t get to pick what shaped your world. But you do get to pick what stabilizes it’
This to me is so timelyand powerful. I have been looking for stability in my life for a long time. I’ve felt like I was white knuckling life got the last 20 plus years. All day. Everyday. Trying to control everything.
And what brought me the stability that I’ve been looking for? A little 12 Step Christ centered program called CelebrateRecovery.
I’ve found a new stride. My new normal. It’s a pretty happy place. Not without challenges. Not without struggles. Not without upset. That’s just called life. And because of that I’ve learned 12 stepping, living the 12 steps daily and by God’s Grace, I can cope in a new way.
Finding stability when life is always changing. Finding stability when the unexpected happens. Finding stability in an uncertain world.
No longer do I need to live in secret, silence or shame. No longer do I worry about what someone may think of my situation or of me. As a mother, sister or friend.
This stability that Ithought was so far out of reach, wasn’t. And as Icontinue to let go of control and trust God and His plan for
my life, the more stable I have become.
And the more stable I become, the more Ineed to be stable.
I’m reading this amazing book about grief. I have learned quiet a bit. I have made some new connections and have a better understanding of my own grief.
A few years ago, I asked a client how she was doing (knowing she just lost her job and was putting one foot on front of the other to get by) but I really wanted to know because I enjoyed working with her. She said ‘I don’t complain because I was always told, ‘I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.”
This for sure gives an picture of empathy and to be grateful for what you have because someone always has it worse.
I hadn’t thought much about that quote after my conversation other than it was a good perspective. Until I read it in the book and it created a new point of view for me.
I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet.
It implies that someone’s pain or hurt is more than another. That I shouldn’t cry because I have no shoes because someone else has it worse than I do. It also implies comparison of pain and hurt. That my pain is less than.
Grieving the loss on someone (although it can be many other things besides a person) is personal.
The relationship I had with my mother, for example, was different than the relationship my mother had with my each of my siblings. The pain I feel, is the pain I feel and the level of pain they feel, is the pain they feel.
And the pain that woman feels who lost their daughter that same day. That woman’s pain doesn’t make my pain any less.
And while it’s easy to look at both situations and say that mother who lost her daughter pain is worse than me the daughter who lost my mother. But is it? And really who cares, why are we comparing??? Both of these women are hurting and that’s the point. Both women lost someone they love, let’s meet them where they are and love them.
Let’s stop comparing pain. Let’s stop trying to fix each other by saying things like time heals because the truth is time doesn’t heal. It’s a big fat lie. Time only means it’s been longer that I’ve been in pain. Longer that I’ve missed my mom.
Not remembering until I saw it the other day and I was actually stunned to read it but I wrote on my mom’s memorial online…mom, I don’t know how to be here without you. This was just days after she died. And you know what I wrote last March on the 9th anniversary of her passing….mom, I don’t know how to be here without you. So time has not healed the pain I feel.
So yeah, I cried because I had no shoes. And I will cry for my friend who has no feet too.
It’s been far too long since I have written. I have started many posts since my last one but are all unfinished thoughts. Not coming together easily. Which is how writing works for me.
I think I’ve posted about seasons before but I didn’t even go back and look. I write what’s put on my heart. Most often it’s what I need to hear in this moment. And the words just flow out of me. Sometimes so fast that I can’t type fast enough or catch that auto correct changed put to out (that one happens all the time)
So I love to refer to time periods as seasons. I’m in a season of waiting. Or I’m in a season of growth. Or I’m in a season of asking questions.
I love to refer to these times as seasons because it reminds me that these times are not permanent. They change. They bloom. And then they transform into something else. They are still. And then experience new growth. And they even are wonderful and warm and those seasons change too. But again not forever.
I have been in a season, maybe several the last few months. A season of contentment but still wanting more. A season of stillness but still wanting more. A season of what i thought was understanding and great communication but knowing something was wrong. A season of learning to ask for help and learning to accept it.
And now a season of exclusion and not understanding but trusting anyway. This is an opportunity to step back and let someone else work out their pain and hurts without my interference or influence.
And even with how hard this is and how much my heart is hurting,
I MUST remember this it’s a season, not a sentence.
I MUST remember that God is in control.
I MUST remember that while hurt people hurt people, healing people heal people. But it’s only when that hurting person seeks healing.
I MUST remember that what someone thinks or says about me, doesn’t make it true.
I MUST remember that recovery is about progress not perfection.
I MUST remember that 2 people can be in the same experience but see and feel things so differently.
I MUST remember to give grace when I love someone but disagree with them too.
My very first Bible study, 10 years ago now, was The Prodigal God. A 12 week study on the Prodigal Son. My brother teased me that it took 12 weeks to look at 21 Bible verses! But it was a deep dive on looking at everyone in the story. How was the Dad feeling? What was the other brother thinking when his brother returned. Anyway it was a cool study on relationships and feelings.
So I’ve been reflecting on how the Dad must of felt. Giving his son his inheritance and letting him leave. Not understanding or wanting this for his son. Not knowing where he was or what he was doing. Being concerned for his other son’s feelings. Did he watch every day for his son to return.
His must have known that it was for a season and not a sentence. And that seasons change.
I heard this saying very early in my recovery walk. What someone else thinks of me, is none of my business. Clearly it stuck with me. And bubbled back up to the surface recently.
In the beginning, this saying was comforting because I felt judged. I felt like people looked at me and said I can’t believe what she put her family through. But that wasn’t really true in most cases.
Most of the time it was me, making it up. Knowing all I’ve done and the shame it burdened me with. I felt that shame and figured people could see it. Like it was written across my forehead.
But it wasn’t, it was written across the slate of my soul.
But what I found in recovery rooms was grace not judgment. And what I found each time a shared a little bit more of myself was genuine care not disgust. And what I discovered with my sponsor was after knowing all I shared with her, she loved me anyway.
Now I won’t lie, there was that other end of most….which is just a few. They were judgmental. They knew parts of the story and said I was a terrible person. And one even wrote me a letter which included, wouldn’t your parents be disappointed. That right there is guilt and shame. And no one is going guilt and shame me into being someone who I am not. This type of reaction is unwanted, unnecessary, unkind and unhealthy.
I’ve been reminded this week that what someone else thinks of me is none of my business. And all I need to do is keep my focus on God and my deeper understanding of codependency and continue to grow into the person God made me to be.
I am exactly where I was meant to be. Today, in this moment. Mistakes and all. Flaws and all.
So here’s a little something about me. I march to my own drum, always have. Don’t mind marching alone but prefer with a drum line! I think snap chat is fun and silly. And you never know what color my hair might be next time I see you. So here is a few of my favorite snap chat pics
Because Of the work Ive done and continue to do, in the 12 steps God has been rewriting what’s on my soul.,