Today I attended a ceremony at my grandson's kindergarten.
And as the ceremony proceeded I found myself drifting off, thinking about the many blessings I've found in recovery.
As I watched my grandson receive his promotion certificate, I realized that this is something I would have never witnessed had I not made the decision to change my life over 30 years ago.
Watching a grandson get promoted to the next class was one of many joys I've had since I decided to put substances out of my life. To do something positive. To live up to my potential (something I'm still working on).
One thing I want to share with my brothers and sisters in recovery is that one of the important elements of getting and staying sober is patience. If you expect magical things to happen as soon as you get sober you're going to get disappointed.
When I first got sober the magic for me was that I could wake up and not worry about having to feed a habit. I had a bed to sleep on in a halfway house. I had an old bicycle to ride. I did day labor. I went to meetings and educated myself about recovery. And in that freedom from drugs I found peace for once in my life.
Look around you and find your blessings. Maybe your family is back. You might have found a decent job. You have food, clean clothing. If everything you need or want hasn't showed up yet - be patient because it will. If you read the a Big Book, you'll notice that it has promises. If you're patient and follow the instructions you'll be as blessed as I have.
You'll see your loved ones succeeding and have a sense of joy and realize that because you're sober you're not missing the good things in life.