It is a beautiful morning here. I awoke at 530am to the sounds of birds chirping and the world around me coming to life. I cannot express how amazing it is to be able to appreciate these small things every day. I took sometime this morning to reflect on the terrible person i was in active addiction. It really helps to keep me grounded to remember that as far as I have come, i still have to work at being the best version of myself every single day. No off days. No I’ll do it tomorrow. Every. Single. Day.
What lead me down this particular path of reflection was a moment I had last night. I decided to write my friend that went to a rehab a letter. Once again, I found myself choked up. By the time I had finished a tear or three had fell down my cheek. I took that time to really try to understand why this person’s act of self rehabilitation has moved me so much and the conclusion that I arrived at was, I admired his bravery. I admired his ability to see the problem, recognize he needed help, found the avenues of assistance and followed thru on the plan. I have nothing but admiration for this individual.
So here I sit, coffee in hand. Gearing up for a run. So before I take my leave and torture myself for the next few hours I want all that come across this post. Wether you have been consistanty staying sober and killing it, or if it’s your first day, or even your 100th first day, or everything in between.
Keep it up.
YOU ARE A MOTHERFUCKIN WARRIOR IN MY BOOK!!!
And even if you have have heard it today:
YOU’RE AWESOME & I LOVE YOU