my daily reflections…

i reckon, if i aint enjoyin the freedoms i get from recovery, why would i keep doin it? from my earliest in the rooms, i can recall the laughter and jovial belly laughs id hear before, durin, or after a meetin. and then there are times outside the meetins when i would gather with groups of recoverin friends in recovery. it is the essence of a good life, the laughs shared with others. it is a life with purpose. it is a wellbein, engaged in meaninful activities/work, with lovin relationships (with partners, family, and friends), and belongin to a community. these are things i didnt have while out doin my dirt. they were things i thought i had but in the end were simply not present unless i was headed toward the oblivion alcohol provided. i aint gotta live like that anymore coz recovery showed me, then taught me, how to have the experiences i mentioned prior. am i havin fun yet? yes, i get to enjoy the times life in a material world offer coz the expectations i used to fear, are no longer there. 1 day @ a time...