Impatient? Not me; I just think I know how everything should be done. I was so angry at myself; why do I have to start over at 33 years old? I used to be smart, personable and on the path to success. I called my sponsor whining again; he listened a few minutes, then asked me to turn to the chapter Dr. Alcoholic/Addict (Acceptance Was the Answer in the 4th ed.) We read that together; wow that was (and still can be) me! Drinking and using, I was going to prove my worth and efficiency; just stand back and watch!
You did and here I am!
Yesterday, at the noon MAAM meeting, we talked about the need to connect with an inner Power for guidance to temper our expectations. We are all crazy perfectionists, waiting to control the next challenge. And we get frustrated so easily.
Thank God There is a Solution! We continued our discussion at Rubio's; walking out, Pablo discovered a fish taco in his pocket! WTF??
Meeting up at Mortons Kierland with my son Aaron and 2 of my brothers’ best friends, we sat around sharing adventures. Drinking and using had become a way of life; from furniture markets, hair styling & clothing conventions, Beverly Hills, to New York, we lost cars, marriages and money. Those guys corrected their path; I lost direction. My compass was spinning out of control. Where to turn?
Somehow I made it to a doorstep marked “Recovery.” Some call it “slow-briety” – true for me.
In the parking lot afterwards, we said our goodbyes & Aaron and I got to talk a bit more. As an innocent victim caught up in my tornado of self-will run riot, Aaron has also seen the many benefits of sober and responsible living. Thank you.
Thank you also for continuing to slow me down; to pull off on the many exits along the way marked “The Long & Winding Road – The Pathway to Your Door” that, if still alive, I would have surely missed.