SUNDAY GRATITUDE EXTRAVAGANZA
| False Narratives and Peanut Butter | Barriers | Not a Punching Bag |TFLMS Weekend | Much, Much More |
I’m grateful for a sunny morning. I’m grateful my son is home safe. I’m grateful for getting to be a father. I’m grateful for quiet afternoons and a chance to get caught up. I’m grateful for getting to do work I love. I’m grateful to be sober today.
LAST WEEK ON TFLMS:
song of the week:
False Narratives and Peanut Butter
One of the consequences of growing up in the 1970’s, and also going to rehab a bunch of times, is that I’m super-familiar with the song “Desperado,” and the idea that one eventually ends up riding the fences alone in the rain, when one pursues the life I was pursuing.
Barriers
I'm grateful for seeing a fellow during my run and getting an update on how he's settling into Denver. I'm grateful for creating and getting through my checklist of errands. I'm grateful for morning routines that wake me up and give me a sense of early accomplishment. I'm grateful for a brief respite from the summer heat. I'm grateful a qualification where the lead spoke about taking care of her parents as they age and the associated difficulties, but knowing despite everything her sobriety must remain intact. I'm grateful my dog likes his fancy new bed. I'm grateful for the suggestion someone gave me a few months back about trying a new sober app and me finally giving it a shot. I'm grateful for going back into Target and paying for the 2 Lacroix boxes that I'd forgotten were underneath my cart. I'm grateful when a meeting topic is exactly what I've been thinking about for the past day. I'm grateful to be reminded to let go of what I think the outcome should be.
TFLMS Weekend: Where Sobriety Isn’t Just a Consequence…
(last weekend)
SUNDAY GRATITUDE EXTRAVAGANZA
| Listening to the B-Side | Camping | I Think God is Talking to Me ||TFLMS Weekend | Much, Much More |