Day 600

Dear Readers,

In Honor of Prince...There were purple flowers everywhere!

Today I have reached another milestone in my recovery, 600 days.

I feel emotional today.
It's been raining for many days, and the gloom is getting to all us here in Minneapolis.
It's also been emotional for the city, as one of our gifted musicians, Prince, died way too early, at the age of 57.
Hubs and I saw him perform three times.
He was electrifying.

I love this park!

I think the reason I love counting days, is I can truly appreciate the time and effort it takes to be sober. 
I said to a friend, "It hasn't always been easy."
He said, "Who said it was supposed to be?"
He was so right. 

Getting sober in a drinking world takes courage and faith. It takes courage to let go of an addiction, and it's not easy. It's hard work.
I had to face all of my fears and jump into the unknown with faith holding me up. 
Somehow hoping that all would be well.
It's a process and it takes perseverance. 

My hubs is SO cute!

It takes being honest. It takes stepping outside of myself and thinking of other people. 

To help me, I need the support of other people in recovery, as well as the support of my friends and family. I also need much self-compassion. 

And so far, at 600 days, it's so worth it.
I have more freedom, more peace of mind.
I am far more grateful for all I have been given.
I have a far happier house, with a far happier hubs, and a far happier me!

With a GIANT hug,
And so much love,
On Day 600,
Wendy