As I read your written word, I will listen to the voice beneath it. As I listen to your voice, I will see the world through your eyes. As I look through those eyes, I will feel the soul that experienced it. As I touch your soul, I will love a beautiful you.
9/1/12, you wrote:
Pondering my past behaviors, I’ve done myself no great favors.
The past six years I’ve lived to die, shielded from reality and didn’t know why.
Recognizing the failure to control my using, family relationships I began losing.
I realized then that somethings gotta give, becoming abstinent increases my purpose to live.
Now I’m proud to be three months clean, In my mind a bright new future can now be seen.
I’m so grateful for such great family and friends, working my steps I will soon make amends.
I daily read the Big Book thanks to Dr. Bob and Bill, I see the hope in my recovery and follow in God’s will.
Life is but a journey which we can choose to embrace or deny. In life’s gallery, I will look for the good in all things and cherish every brushstroke made by the Master artist’s hand. Beauty is everywhere, in everything and in everyone around us…dare to seek it, the canvas is ready for viewing.