First off, thanks to my wise and wonderful blogging friends, you have kept me afloat when I was starting to sink.
Just got off the phone with my sponsor. Glad I called her, because in addition to considering dumping my husband, I was starting to SERIOUSLY doubt I am an alcoholic. Apparently, I glided through my first 90 days with the greatest of ease and now it's time to roll up my sleeves and get to work and it's going to get messy. So now I'm standing in THE famous yellow wood, looking at two divergent paths, and I am NOT going to Shit Island.
The Road Not Taken-Robert Frost
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black,
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back,
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence;
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference.
3 comments:
I always must remember that sobriety and then recovery are not part-time issues for me no matter what my dumb brain tries to tell me. This must last for my lifetime, one day at a time.
Going to meetings reminds me on a continual basis of why I need to go to meetings.
I hit between 5-8 meetings a week, sometimes it's too many and sometimes not enough...I'm an alcoholic, go figure.
You're always in my prayers girl. Take care of yourself and keep on keeping on.
Hugs!
Shugrr~
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