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Eighteen.
My recovery is an adult today. Eighteen years sober. Wild.
Reflecting this morning and thinking about the journey and what I’ve been doing this weekend - running kids around, doing laundry and cleaning up the yard, making meals for kids that they will eat on their own timetable - and I realize, this is what meaningful recovery is about. I wouldn’t have any of those things without my sobriety. And whether I was thinking about it consciously or not when I was in treatment, I realize now that this is the life I was craving and hoping for. Normalcy. Presence. Love shown in a myriad of ways (sometimes weird or even frustrating ways from the kids🙂).
They say the opposite of addiction is community, and boy am I grateful for mine. So many of you continue to show up for me when I need it the most, including and most importantly when I don’t even know I need it.
So this morning, I’m celebrating my recovery by making waffles for the kids that will probably get cold because they’re busy with other things. I’m celebrating by tidying up the house and by doing another load of laundry. And I’m celebrating by drinking lukewarm coffee out of this mug because I left it somewhere in the house when I was doing something else and forgot about it.
And that’s exactly what I always wanted. Normalcy, presence, and love.
Grateful. Humbled. Emotional. And here for all of it, fully leaning into it, because of my recovery. Eighteen years, one day at a time.
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