The other day I was feeling sad about not being able to hear music with my cochlear implants. People on social media often talk about their favorite songs, singing in the car, and concerts they are going to. I can only listen to talk radio in the car. So I feel sad sometimes.
Then, a small wonderful moment happened. I went to my weekly AA group, where I led a first step meeting. That is where a small group of people share a bit of our stories with a newcomer. In this case, it was a woman who had 11 years of sobriety but had relapsed.
This turned out to be one the most powerful moments I have had in recovery circles. I was touched by how even though our experiences are sometimes different, the pain is the same. The joy of being sober is a stark contrast to those dark, painful times.
None of us have perfect lives, and we all have problems, but now can deal with the problems. We don’t try to escape them. The pain of sober life now is nothing compared to the pain of life when drinking.
In my case, I think it was the gift of desperation, and public humiliation that finally got me to change. My life now is just full of regular, normal events. Coffee, volunteering, walking, yoga, and lots of playing.
On the way home I suddenly realized I wasn’t sad about music anymore! Helping other people really does make my self-pity fade away.
Mr. UT and I just got back from the indoor golf dome, as we are going to be escaping shortly to the land of sunshine, Arizona! I stink at golf, but I have fun anyway! The best part is driving the cart and eating snacks when I get tired!
With a red face after yoga,
On Day 1981,
PS – I am getting a bit tired of my snow photos! LOL These are from a trip in 2016!