5.14.25
Yesterday was a great day! I was constantly reminded of how blessed and fortunate I am to have the people in my life that I do.
I started the morning joking with my doctor that he’s a little late to be worrying about my liver. He laughed and sent me down the hall for my regular bloodwork. Work was productive and I took a lunch break outside the office. Hell wasn’t frozen over; I just wanted to celebrate my best friend’s birthday and how much she means to me. My daughter called to tell me her interview went really well. The principal even pulled her aside after to let her know she did a great job. At the end of the workday, I hit a speed bump I thought was a brick wall. I paused and took a few deep breaths to avoid panicking. Then I had an epiphany – ASK FOR HELP. Those three small words that used to seem so hard and carry so much fear of failure to me. No joke, ten minutes after asking for help an angel came to my rescue and the problem was solved. Crisis averted, Ci meltdown avoided. All I had to do was use those three small words.
I finished the day at my women’s meeting getting my six-month chip with women who have given me unconditional friendship, love, and support over the last six months. There’s a lot of shit days in recovery. There’s a lot of shit day in life. Days like yesterday make up for the bad days. They motivate and inspire me to push through the hard times and ask for help when I need it. I have the support, strength, and power of an army behind me ready and waiting to help. I’m also part of the army ready and waiting for others to need me.
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