Serendipitous! I wandered over to my laptop and this thread to find my dear friend’s @I.cant.We.can post (good to read you, pal!).
I’m grateful it’s Friday.
I do so want another weekend in a tent, but I know I also want, and need, a weekend at home. I’m grateful to know what I need.
I’m grateful I didn’t tell my boss to take a flying fucking leap today. I probably wouldn’t have done that in the before time either, but I would’ve guzzled the night away. I’m grateful for tools, all kinds of 'em. I’m grateful for my work, and for opportunities to work with others.
I’m grateful for fall in the air.
I’m grateful the other night I got swept up in the @TrustyBird moving saga and omg, a page turner! I’m grateful it’s all settling down.
I’m grateful to read so many others, new and old Gratidudes alike. I’m always grateful to read those posts when people are leaning hard into their sobriety and getting to the other side of cravings with said sobriety intact. We draw strength from each other and these kind of words.
I’m grateful I’ll wake up tomorrow remembering when I shut the light off tonight.
Freezer left open for a long time and all my peaches and tomatoes were saved. Should have seen hubby and me remove fridge from motorhome to save all the food.
I am grateful for my decision to get outside to a place 20 minutes away. The weather was beautiful and taste or not, there were free hot dogs.
Grateful for a pic with Smokey Bear and my daughter got one, too.
Grateful that I didn’t buy alcohol yesterday when it was majorly on my mind, in my heart, want to separate myself from me. I did not. I will not.
Grateful I am alive. I lived. It matters. Whether my memory is sparse from September to January I cannot disown that I was found and rescued and lived. When I read hospital notes it’s clear that it wasn’t always the forecast.
I am grateful that no matter what happens in my life next, it’s time to reach out to friends. I have spoken to very few in a year. I acknowledge that is not who I am. Apparently, that choice happened and though I cannot change the past, I can now.
my spouse, who listens and participates, both in our marriage and in our marriage counselling; my spouse keeps an open mind and that helps both of us grow in understanding
my cats, who are great company in the mornings
the rain, which gives me a break from exterior painting work (in the summer, we work pretty much seven days a week except for when it rains)
for a good hike this morning and for again seeing the 2 eagles
that I’m getting better at handling my PTSD, anxiety and all the other stuff that comes with it. I’m grateful for the new coping skills I’ve been learning
cozy days in
the smell of baking naan
pots of tea
my dogs
supportive and understanding friends
that not every day is a bad day and that they will pass
grateful, for a beautiful week of vacaccions I spent with my partner. For my sobriety and this forum, for sunshine, the time to journal and reflect on my live and all the time I might still have in this world!
I am grateful for a very nice chat very early this morning around a cup of coffee with a stranger.
I am grateful for music.
I am grateful for a podcast I was listening to all day long which brought back memories from the past. That are all too present in Germany.
I am grateful my sugar was okay during these last two weeks.
I am grateful for the nice weather.
I am grateful I have enough.
For the coming and going of intense grief this morning. I lost so many people fairly recently in such a short time, including both of my parents. I lost several other family members and one of my closest friends. All while working at an insane job during a pandemic. So I’ve been grieving, but also numb a lot because it’s so much. Now these bursts of grief are needed. I heal that way. Now I think of honoring them. I’m not a sad person. It’s so much better than drinking. Let the feelings come, and leave again. They’re leaving now. And I feel a bit more healed.
For a lovely cold front that is moving in. First little taste of Fall.
For knowing that things are sometimes much better than I feel they are. I just needed some time.
Grateful for my sobriety.
Grateful I don’t have to worry about food or shelter.
Grateful my bills are paid and there’s still money in the bank.
Grateful for my parents and brother. I don’t know where I’d be without them.
Grateful for my job and the structure it gives me.
Grateful for my sponsor, and meetings.
Grateful for the big book of Alcoholics Anonymous.
Grateful for Hulu.
Grateful for YouTube.
Grateful for my freedom from being sober.
Grateful I’m not in detox, the hospital or withdrawing.
Grateful all I need to do is make it through today and repeat tomorrow.
Grateful for all of you and sharing your journey with recovery. Thank you for this community.
Additional gratitude: I have very little $ and I bought another coffee pot anyway. I tried and didn’t want to keep trying **Fixing it from well water… 1. Dead and trashed. 2. Cheap and working and new.
Well first weekend back in my hometown and well I’m just grateful to have what is most important my sobriety, my Id,my ssc, & I’m grateful to be surrounded by love and grace through what I thought sucked but a lesson to be learned that materials can be replaced,and my safety is genuinely most important so I’m thankful that I got home safe and sound to heal through this and come out of this a better woman:butterfly:who will smash her goals and kick butttt no matter the circumstances:butterfly:
Today I’m grateful for
Jesus
For the job I took when I decided to drastically change my life and quit bartending cold turkey, moving, changing numbers, and my routines. I now work for an outdoor fitter and took a big hit financially. But I’m so grateful because I know this is where I’m supposed to be right now on this journey. I’m getting back in touch with myself, the outdoors which used to be a big part of my life before I allowed booze and drugs to take control of my mind. Slowly but surely things are becoming beautiful again. I’m extremely grateful for that
You got that right I wanted to be upset that I had people treat me with spite but at the end of the day I can replace materials, I couldn’t replace me so I’m so grateful to be home surrounded by love 🫶🏿
In the words of Bob Marley Every little thing is gonna be alright
(good to read you, pal!).
) and I always love your shares.
