this passage always reminds me of the difficulties i may face, are nothin to others, and everythin to another. right now, someone out there is sluggin another drink out of a whiskey jug. right now, someone out there is wonderin if they will ever be able to live a happy, joyous, and free life without alcohol. right now, someone out there is without a chief source of strength other than the oblivion alcohol will provide em. if ive built a framework for recovery around me, i aint gotta live in worry of these fears. i get to strengthen relationships that build upon my solid foundation of recovery and growth. when i commune with my HP, He enters through my wounds. centerin my thoughts above self, bein a responsible party in my own recovery, i get to receive the answers i seek, from outside of me. head and heart in the clouds with Him, heart and feet firmly planted on earth. 1 day @ a time...
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bjsrer
corn fed not inbred michigan white trash...