Well, Well

Well, Well!  I’m 60 today and I’ve been sober for almost 6 months!  Who’dve thought it?

Certainly not me-not a year ago.  Last year on my birthday, as were were leaving town the next day, we went to brunch.  As I was never a morning drinker, I had juice and a couple of Cappucinos.  BUT, that night as my SO was getting ready for the trip, I sat on the sofa, watching TV drinking a bottle of Sancere.  It was my birthday, right?  The thing is, I pretty much sat on the sofa, watching TV and drank a bottle of something pretty much every night for years.  Well, except when I lived in Mexico, I sat on my balcony and looked at the Caribbean and drank a bottle of something.  And, while I always made an effort not to be hungover on my birthday, nothing was “written” about the day after.  It’s funny the guidelines and rules we make up for ourselves in order to give ourselves some kind of false sense of being in control..

I read a quote the other day that said, “Self abuse give us the biggest of illusion of being in control.”  Boy, is that the truth!  I’m finding more and more that in reality, we all have to give up control to be in control. If you know what I mean.

I was thinking earlier of how I don’t feel any different than at 20 or 30 or 40 or OMG! 50! Shit 60! But, I do feel different.  Because I don’t have any chemicals or poison in my system.  Well, I do have some incredible Italian Dark Roast running through right now. But, no alcohol or residuals.  So I think that I do feel better-better than I have in years!

Now, just have to get my head around that 60 thing!