My day began having breakfast with someone I dearly love. We talked of many things, who we love and spoke of dreams. I used to ride this person on my handlebars and still carry the guilt of the time I stopped too quickly and she went tumbling down on the cement. Sorry, Mary! I'll have to work on that bad feeling another time. This post is about me and my perfect birthday! :)
Breakfast was followed by a meeting with some other women I love regarding our recovery from co-dependency. We come together to cheer each other on to the next step of living life in a loving, detached manner. Agreeing that there is a fine line to still being a parent whose opinion matters compared to a parent who sees what's coming and tries to intercept. Oops!
Following that, I drove with Cliff to Son #1's house and shared the day with Lovely Espousa, and the two mini's who are growing by leaps and bounds. From the moment I entered their home till I tucked myself in bed at night, my heart was overflowing with gratitude and love. It wasn't always this way.
As a family who has walked the path of addiction, alcohol and all the other yuck that comes with a chaotic lifestyle, this little family has sparred often as we tried to figure out our roles and place in this mix. But God, being a merciful and loving Higher Power, Creator, Healer, Counselor and Protector, has taken this family's mess and one step at a time, has brushed us off, put salve on our wounds and moved us inch by inch into a better life.
Our lives were probably very typical of a family in the throws of high risk living. That chaos crept in so quietly however that it slowly became the norm, at least for me. So much so, that I didn't always see how skewed I was in my thinking. As I reflect back on the past six to seven years, I am amazed at where we are today and just how much God has moved through our lives individually and collectively calling each of us to our healthy place in the mix.
Way back when, I couldn't see or imagine this peace in my life within the realm of my little family. In fact, I was sure the writing on the wall would always be the same negative, unhealthy message. Yesterday was a snapshot of all that has changed and a glimpse of more to come for a family that has loved each other through thick and thin. We haven't always liked each other much, but that's part and parcel of what's made healing all the better.
My birthday was covered with love from start to finish. Small rumbles of conversation, children's voices and the scent of a homey meal filled the day. May this memory burn in deeply and continue to push out the old tainted residue that no longer has a place in my life.
It was a perfect day.