my daily reflections…

the over confidence of my youth carried me a long way into my mid-30s.  it didnt seem anybody, or anythin, could mount any kind of blitz to throw me off guard.  as my alcoholism, ever so exquisitely subtle, matured within, my thirst for answers with which i could not unearth, had me relyin upon alcohol to move, seemingly and abundantly, forward through lifes trials.  as confusion continued to mount, self-willed righteousness determined poor behavior, wicked words, and harmful action, and became who i was.  indifference, fancied self-sufficiency, unfounded prejudice, and open-handed defiance kept me bewildered.  my sponsor told me early in recovery i could exchange my profound confusion for the security of solace if i only followed a few simple ideas.  1 day @ a time…