my daily reflections…

when i was a young un my ma often expressed her frustration with my behavior by suggestin that i needed to be “retrained.” at the time, i found her comments amusin and didnt take them seriously. as i grew older, i continued to pursue my desires without much regard for consequences, which ultimately led me down a dark path of alcoholism and addiction. when i entered the rooms of recovery, i was introduced to a new framework for livin that starkly contrasted with my previous lifestyle. i had exhausted all my self-directed efforts to change, and i was in dire need of a transformation from within. recovery presented me with a genuine opportunity to embrace a healthier way of life, one that i had longed for but had never known. the alternative was a grim fate, either succumbin to my destructive habits or wholeheartedly adoptin a new way of livin that was foreign to me. this thing we do has profoundly revealed to me the grace and love of a HP, reshapin my understandin of life and providin me with the hope i so desperately needed. 1 day @ a time…