I got word today from an out-of-state TLC graduate that a former resident who lived here in Arizona had passed away at 65 years. It seemed kind of like an early death to me, because those who reach that age can have a life expectancy of 75 or older, depending upon how they care for themselves.
I know that none of us actually know how long we'll be here. But those of us who get sober and take care of ourselves hope to enjoy our recovery for as many years as possible. I'm one of that group. Even though I'm approaching my mid-eighties I spend time each week exercising, eating right, getting rest, meditating, helping others and enjoying whatever time I have left on this planet. Keeping busy and moving is my credo.
When I got sober I made a commitment to live as wholesome a life as possible - something I've done for for over 31 years of recovery.
However, sometimes when I talk to my peers in recovery many of them aren't dedicated to caring for themselves. When they're sick I might suggest to them that they see a doctor. And I've actually had more than one of them tell me that the reason they don't see a doctor is because they don't want any "bad news." My response is that someday we all get "bad news" whether we want it or not.
Most of us got sober because we were tired of living in pain. None of got sober to be unhealthy or unfit and feeling poorly all the time. I believe that many of us did a lot of damage to ourselves while we were pursuing our addictions and that hopefully we can repair some of that damage by living a healthy life.
I hope that all of us who are sober learn how to savor the remainder of our life and enjoy it to the fullest. I'm not judging anyone, but this man's untimely passing reminded me that I should make the most of each day - which is why I got sober.
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