In the years that I have been in recovery, November has always been a month in which we share with one another the gratitude we have for having gotten sober (and clean), and for what we have in our lives that we are grateful for.
This morning, I was grateful for my sister who greeted me with a smile. And, I was grateful for my first sip of coffee. There is something so satisfying about that first sip…
As the morning progressed, I was grateful for the chance to see my sister Marybeth take a moment to remove a few yellowing leaves from the Gerbera daisy plants out front. Marybeth is a quiet person, and there is something very Peaceful for me in seeing her working with the plants.
Later, as I worked on projects, I was grateful for many things. I put up a rack to hold leashes and dog collars on the inside of a closet door, and I was grateful for knowing the right kind of anchors to use, so that the door doesn’t get damaged. As I repaired a ceiling fan/light, I was grateful that I know enough about wiring, so that I could fix it.
I was grateful to be able to help Chuck move two horse pen panels to the side of the horse stall. The panels are not heavy, but they are awkward, and having a second person, made this task easy to complete.
In the roughest, busiest times, taking a moment to review my day and to acknowledge the experiences I am grateful for is a beautiful way to bring myself to a place of Peace. For when I am in gratitude, what I have is enough.
Sounds like a nice, peaceful day at the DDR. Stopping ourselves once in a while is ever so helpful.
So very true!