This will sound odd to just about everyone who reads this...everyone who isn't an alcoholic/addict in recovery, that is. But I can't tell you how much I enjoy remembering what happened at the end of each day! You are probably wondering: "Huh...what is he talking about?!!"
So perhaps I should explain.
My daily routine for decades as a practicing addict/alcoholic was to drink myself into oblivion each and every night. And I was rather successful in achieving this pathetic goal for many, many years. Needless to say...if you drink and party every night until you literally pass out....you aren't going to remember a lot of stuff that goes on late in the day/night.
That was one of the first things I started to notice when I sobered up....that I could actually remember the end of each night...I'm sure to most folks that sounds ridiculous but too me...it's huge. I have a ton of memories of what are essentially "half days" of living and no freaking Idea what happened to me at the end of each one of those days. It is surreal looking back on it now.
I am just so incredibly grateful for the gift of sobriety that I have today...it has completely changed my world and honestly given me my life back.
(PHOTO by Kathy Tomson)