A friend celebrated her eighteenth birthday of her sobriety yesterday Congratulations were in order. With just a quiet recognition of eighteenth years of life one day at a time. Six thousand,five hundred and seventy days that ran the gamut of highs and lows, memorable and dull. Just a few months ago, she was widowed. She stayed sober. The losses, the experiences, the emotions of the last eighteen years will serve to reach out to others who come up behind her. She will be able to infuse other women with her own experience, strength, and hope….and in doing so, complete the circle.
My prayer is that my journey of sobriety can shine a light on the path for her and other women that need a friend, a mentor, a sponsor. It is still a day at a time, and a total reliance on Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior….who’s light keeps me from stumbling.
