I am grateful to God thank you for lovingly guiding me through another day, clean and sober, while doing my best to follow your will. I am grateful for All my family, friends, TS and the grati-dudes. I am grateful that my sponsor and I went out for pizza after our A.A. homegroup business and regular meeting this afternoon. I am grateful I asked if we could discuss my most recent clean and sober date. I am grateful we concluded that I was off by a day so that means I am almost through day thirteen and have edited my sober time counter. I am grateful I was able to make my time at detox both a bit fun and productive. I am grateful they arranged an appointment for me to get assesed this week with a psychologist or psychiatrist not sure which, lots going on in my head to remember and I donāt write this stuff down enough. I am grateful I got home around ten thirty this morning. I am grateful for a nice long phone call with Mom after dinner. I am grateful I made plans to visit my sister tomorrow for family day. I am grateful my grandsponsor is a former Pastor and is connected with my addiction counsellor. I am grateful they are invested in my life, not just my recovery. I am grateful they both have long term recovery. I am grateful to have somewhat known my addiction counsellor from the first time my parents placed me in the local detox (same one I was just at) in 2007. I am grateful my addiction counsellor works partly in my apartment building called, Indwell, specifically the two locations in my hometown. I am grateful Indwell is a Christian charity organization that provides affordable housing equipped with weekly 9-5 staff, of nurses, personal support workers, maintenance, counsellors (including addiction) security and probably more positions I donāt know about. I am grateful I found out I can fairly easily transfer to any location with an opening and that there is an Indwell in the city my parents live in, with plans to build another. I am grateful they are talking about building a third one here as they help homeless people too, which was once me. I am sad homelessness is becoming a problem even in my once little hometown. I am grateful they gave every tenant a fifty dollar grocery store gift card in celebration of having recently reached a thousand apartments or beds. (I canāt quite remember how they described it)
I am grateful my grandsponsor and addiction counsellor said there is currently a gentleman who was asking if I am a sponsor. I am working towards being grateful for the following story that led him, for the first time I think, and partly me back to the rooms.
Another fairly recent traumatic event that I numbed out for a bit. I may have already shared a bit of this story, sorry.
I am grateful that I pretty much saved this gentlemans life approximately five weeks ago. He got beaten very, very badly and was running out of an apartment covered in blood and almost into the street and traffic. I am grateful I was able to stop him, explained it was me and he said thank God as he knows me to be a good guy regardless of the fact we have been occasional using friends over a handful of years. I am grateful for three days around New Years I let him stay at my place, he was a homelss active addict (at the time so was I, well not homeless) he owes me a hundred dollars minimum, (which I really donāt care that much about, I care more that he hasnāt mentioned that part) I am grateful that didnāt stop me helping even though I almost hesitated once I realized who it was. All I could see at first was a very bloody man stumbling/running. I am grateful I called an ambulance and waited, scared for him and me as I was high at the time and was walking to the corner store with my dealer to get cigarettes. I am grateful a couple hours later I went to the hospital and they let me in. I am embarrassed I didnāt stick around once the ambulance got there because I was high. I am grateful I have enough material stuff that I took him a clean outfit, shoes, coat, backpack and hygene products. In part I went to see if he stayed at the hospital, us addicts can be stubborn. He required 6 staples in the back of his head. He had on no coat or shoes (running for your life will do that) refer back to scared as I didnāt know if anyone was still after him but couldnāt risk moving him away from the building he ran from as the blood flow needed to be stopped) It was certainly below zero that day. I am grateful for the belief that my higher power put us in that place to possibly save eachother. I am grateful I was there to see him get a one month chip the other day. I am grateful we are meeting tomorrow before my NA homegroup to discuss sponsorhip after a brief chat today. I am grateful I had an extra big book that I took to my homegroup this afternoon hoping he would be there and accept it, which he was and did. Well shit, telling that story and trying to keep people anonymous was.very difficult and stessful took me hours to configure and edit this post.
God, grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the Courage to change the things I can and the Wisdom to know the difference.
I am grateful for music, humor and laughter.
I am so extremely grateful once again for all of you here. I am grateful for talking sober, it has been invaluable to my recovery. Please know that even though I am not as active on here as I once was I will still participate on this home thread, that boundary is firm. I canāt possibly tag the probably fifty, maybe more, inspirational supports and beautiful connections I have made on this applications many threads the past three plus years. My plate tends to be very full alot of the time (which I am trying to fix) All that being said please feel free to message me anytime and I will gladly read and reply, no previously mentioned connection necessary because I canāt we can.
God bless you all. &
p.s. I love you. Ya you!!
p.p.s. thanks for reading this long rambly post and bonus love for all your fur babies ex. dazercats many pets, boscoe, the dog girl, scruggs and more