Good Morning!

Each morning when I wake up, I am profoundly grateful to be well. To be rested. To be at peace with myself. Not so long ago I was involved in a one woman, self-inflicted war and the casualties were my body and soul. Waking up, not remembering, feeling that chemically taste in my mouth, muscles aching, body unrested and so very ill. The stark realization that I had stayed up late again, not remembering getting to bed despite the fact that my body and soul had said enough. My mind continually overrode the “enough” signal and said, “Just one more glass…” But now, the gifts of recovery are remarkable. My body says enough, tired now around 9:30 and my mind AGREES! And we go have a bubble bath or a sauna or a cup of tea and turn out the light most nights by 10. That is the real me. And in the morning when I wake up, I am profoundly grateful to be well.