A year ago, the pain of just existing took him out of this world. I heard rumors that night that you were gone to wake up the next morning and find out it wasnât a dream. It hit me unlike anything had really hit before in sobriety. I was coming up on two years sober and work was grinding. I was over two months behind in pay and just didnât know what I was supposed to do or where to go. I wasnât angry like i should have been â i had friends that were angry for me but I didnât have hope that tomorrow would be any better but couldnât tell you why things were so miserable. All I knew was what Johnny Mac told me in my first days of sobriety --when you donât know what to do, do nothing. Let God intervene. In this last year, HP intervened and not how I ever thought it would happen.
That day after you left, I reached out to a friend/ex person to find that she was married had a kid and had moved on from rock and roll. Life had moved on and I was still stuck in the mire. Life had passed me by. I realized I was never going to hear your voice again and thought about all the times I had been too busy with work to see you when you were ten minutes away. The times you ribbed on me for being the only guy that knew all the words to all of the songs. LOL You were always so kind, infectiously so, and never were too busy⌠I always thought there was a tomorrow.
It took hearing that you were gone for me me to start to awaken from all the years I spent in the bottle and at work-- my hard times. To realize that I had given up the one thing that connected me to others â music. Right then, I knew I couldnât stay sober without music in my life and had no hope at reaching any level of happiness. In talking to and hearing from so many of your friends, I realized how much love you brought the world and it was seeing that love that started to chip away at the walls i spent years building and reinforcing. That opening let music start tearing them down quicker than i could rebuildâŚ
Covid may have taken my music, but it didnât put out that fire that love started. So much has happened since waking up that morning â seems so fitting that the last show I saw was CATS and Roby. I donât know why it was you, but it was⌠thank you for reminding me that there is no tomorrow, only right here, right now. I just wished it didnât have to be this way.
I waited one year for this day. Kenny Chesney day at Gillette stadium. We go every year. This year was cancelled do to Covid. I was so looking forward to finally being sober and enjoying it. I was at this show. This is one of my favorite Kenny songs⌠for obvious reasons
I had to play it on my spotify here at work; I love it! Hopefully youâll get to see him in the spring or something soon.
I know I really hope we can too. Itâs such a fun time and I was ready to face it being sober. Next year hopefully!
Love the foo fighters
Awesome!!
Same!
this ones even better!
This is betterâ:joy:
Havenât heard this song in years⌠and randomly the past couple days itâs been playing a lot on pandora and the radio. An oldie but goodie.
Plants or Plant as in Robert. Lol
Whole lotta uncomfortableness going on here too. I think @siand asked me what it was like to have moved an I had a big long reply typed and never hit send.
Well⌠the moving was the least of it. When the light of day reaches things, sometimes they arenât what they seemed in the dark, whether that is bc of booze or an awakening of sorts. Sometimes it is looking at ourselves, and being ashamed of what we did and who we became. Other times it is seeing that the people in our lives arenât who we thought they were. I am baffled at the relationships and situations I found myself in even in sobriety.
You may ask yourself
Where does that highway go to?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? Am I wrong?
And you may say yourself
âMy God! What have I done?â
Lately there has been a whole lot of my God what have I done as the light exposes things.