2016 wasn’t a complete disaster. I experienced gut wrenching pain [death, relapse, difficult life lessons], euphoric joy [recovery, adulting, the perfect job] and learned so much I thought my head would explode. Even though the vast majority of my news feed couldn’t end last year quick enough, it was just another year for me. Not one of the best but not one of the worst. More than anything else 2016 was filled with knowledge for me– collecting experience and gaining wisdom so I could speak my truth.
Don’t you just love the optimism associated with new beginnings and a fresh start?! There’s something magical about advancing a year on the calendar. How will the next 365 days unfold? What do I hope to accomplish? The possibilities are endless! It’s exciting!
This. Is. My. Year. ⭐️💖🦄
2017’s off to a fabulous start. Not only did I go to a powerful morning meeting New Year’s Day but I experienced a small miracle. I have struggled for so long to let go of someone that was not serving me well…my prayer for guidance and strength was answered! 🙏🏻 May this be the year I cleanse myself of toxicity in all forms. I’m ready and willing to be the best me I can be.
No resolutions here. Instead, I choose to live a daily mantra: “Just for today I will be the best me I can be.” All I’ve got to worry about is the 24 hours in front of me. That’s it. Not yesterday, not next week, not three months from now, but today. That’s manageable. My ‘best’ will vary from day to day– but as long as I put my recovery first everything else will fall into place. With my recovery comes my physical and mental health. With my recovery comes my spiritual fitness. With my recovery comes my serenity. With my recovery comes my ability to be present in my own life. With my recovery comes my ability to be the parent, daughter, loved one, friend, significant other, role model, and employee those around me deserve. Bring it on, 2017.
Chances are if you’re involved with the recovery community in Memphis, you know the Tower. Located at Quince and Ridgeway the facility offers six meetings a day, 7 days a week, 365 days a year. It’s also five minutes from my house. People literally spent all day at the Tower, gathering before the fist meeting at 8am and leaving after the final meeting ended at 9pm. Halfway houses came to this area specifically so they could be within walking distance. I went to my very first AA meeting at the Tower and it was my home group for many years.
Only after the announcement came that the Tower was relocating did I realize how much I’d taken it for granted. Not only the geographical proximity, but the strong sobriety in that room and the fact that I was never more than an hour or so from a meeting. So it was only fitting to attend my first meeting of 2017 at the Tower on its last day at the Balmoral location before moving to Cordova. And so I did. 1 January 2017 marks my sobriety date.
What a fantastic idea! Selecting a positive to represent each week of the year creates a fun family tradition. A single blue folded up sticky note rests at the bottom of a giant glass jar that once housed pickles. I look forward to seeing the multicolored papers pile up– a tangible reminder of the many things for which we have to be grateful– and watching my children participate in this shared ritual. Raising the kids with an ‘attitude of gratitude’ fulfills one of the 30495430543953405434 parenting objectives in my book.
With infinite love, gratitude, and respect,