The Busy, Busy Activity of Early Recovery

My sober daughter showed up yesterday morning with her bags and without her boyfriend. I did a marginal job of not jumping for joy. He had decided at the last minute that a motorcycle ride would be better for his "serenity" than Easter brunch with his girlfriend's family. At that moment, this was pretty much a deal breaker for my daughter. Since I wasn't exactly looking forward to seeing him across the table from me, I wasn't sad about this.

After our family brunch yesterday she went shopping with her twin sister. Sometimes after an extended period of sobriety, you forget the huge things that happen in a person's life when they stop drinking and hurting others and start amending the harm they have done - seeing my daughters together after what they have been through - it is indeed miraculous. Later she went to a meeting and then coffee with a friend. And all through the day there were the text messages and phone calls... oy! What a beehive of activity!

My house has gone from being my peaceful and very quiet refuge, to a busy little beehive of activity. And that is good. It is likely very temporary and that is good too.

I am so grateful to have a sober daughter. She woke up a little while ago and told me her plans for today. She is meeting a friend and going to a meeting. And going here and there... all good stuff. I am glad she has a couple of days off work.

Did I say I am grateful to have a sober daughter? Well, I am. Three years ago on Easter was probably as bad as it ever got with her. It was horrifying. And now it isn't.

Thank you God.