This is not another post about horseback riding. OK so last Wednesday night I decided that wild horses would not be able to drag me out of the house. I was staying home and that was it! Earlier in the day when I was putting the lawn mower away I noticed a bottle of wine in the garage, not really hidden, but not really out in the open either. It was bottle of homemade stuff given to my husband by one of his friends. I looked at the label, "Oak Tree You're In My Way." Hmmmm, I bet that is some good stuff. I put it back where I found it and pretty much forgot about it.(Yeah, right) Fast forward to that evening when I had just got done telling my husband about the wild horses not being able to drag me out of the house and the phone rings, it is his friend. I can hear the conversation as he is talking very loud on the other end of the line. I hear, "Oak Tree You're In My Way." I get pissed immediately! He thinks that he is going to come over here and drink that homemade wine!!!! No, no, no we are saving that for when I can drink it, you know when they find a cure for alcoholism, when I have twenty years sober and can take that one drink. Huh? Who said that? WTF? Or as Cat would say, Wait. What? But at the time it all made sense. Absolute perfect sense! So I ask my husband if they are going to drink the wine, because I really need to know! No, he is bringing over some beers, and we are gonna have a couple. "Oh."
Just then the phone rings again, it's someone who has had my phone number for several months, just got out of detox, and could I take her to a meeting? "I'll be there in twenty minutes." Funny when I told my husband I was going to a meeting, he never brought up the wild horses.
Today I am grateful for:
God doing for me, what I don't think I need to do for myself
To be a sober recovering woman.
The reminders I have been given lately of just how cunning, baffling and powerful this disease is.
The girl that called me that night, who I am now sponsoring.
This beautiful 12 step program.
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Wow. I need to start writing out my gratitude list explicitly more often. I've been reading your's and other's and they are truly meaningful. Thanks.
That sponsee must have had a bunch of wild horses, because she got you out.
I like to read these stories of "intervention."
Powerful stuff darlin'. And yeah...WTF is right. When you find that cure, you let me know, 'k?
NOT!
((big hug))
You help me see the world through my husband's eyes - strange how I never considered how he might feel while I stow away my red wine once in a while...
that was a wait. what? aha moment I believe!
Have a good weekend!
GOD IS:
"someone who has had my phone number for several months, just got out of detox,"...and needs my help.
Wonderful post. I really, really enjoyed reading this. Thank you.
Funny how these "coincidences" pop up at the times when our self-will is rearing its head, isn't it?
No doubt about how cunning, baffling, and powerful alcohol is.
I am grateful always that God lifted the obsession to drink completely out of me when I finally got sober for good. I never think about wanting a drink, never think of drinking. It's a darn miracle.
Love and prayers for you,
Prayer Girl
That name is kind of ominous...the song goes "Whiskey bottle...brand new car...Oak tree you're in my way..."
I am so glad someone called you. I'm with you on the crazy thinking that "someday..."
Love you!
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