I will never catch up here 
Monday gratitude.
Today I’m grateful that I digged through some old posts and found gems. This one had set a reminder for later today. I don’t know what it is, but for sure no coincidence. What’s something you wish you could have said to pre-sobriety you? - #39 by erntedank
I’m grateful for my pets, love, cuddled and work galore.
I’m hrateful I mowed as much as I could. This week’s forecast: rain. I hate spring, heat, constant rain, hayfever and being outdoor. I’m grateful I love my farm and take good care of it besides that. I’m grateful it’s ok to be weird.
I’m grateful for naps, leftovers, my washer/dryer, the holy dishwasher, my handy dyson vacuum, my reliable car, our local grocery store, simple food, blankies, lovely chats with nice neighbours, peppermint oil to ease the headache, raincoats, rubber boots.
I’m grateful I’m kind to myself and others. I’m grateful I can mostly live and work at my pace. I’m grateful the ex disappeared for good, the upcoming anniversary of the initial separation makes me reflecting. And some of these thoughts and memories are far away from friendly. I’m grateful I work on letting go, shooing codependent hickups (those thoughts ARE mostly originated in variations of codependent feelings, patterns, behaviours, “needs” etc.), being grateful for my life as it is and admitting that I have a hard time keeping the what-ifs and good-times-fantasies out. I’m grateful I keep them out. Not at bay. I’m grateful I draw this hard boundary to protect my softness, vulnerability and fragility. I’m grateful I do not allow the past to mess with my present life I’ve worked for so persevering. The past stays in the past, even when it’s my own past. Pasta. Ääähm … Basta!
ODAAT 