Tuesday, July 20, 2010
The ruby that saved my vacation
He had to have it.
We went inside and asked the clerk how much it was.
12 dollars, and Loudoun had enough in his wallet from his tooth fairy money.
He looked up at me, innocent and proud, and asked me to help him count out the exact amount.
When he was handed the jewel in the wrapped bag, he skipped out of the store, joyful and excited.
All of my frustration and anger of not being able to drink on vacation floated from my mind in an instant.
My heart melted for him, and drinking no longer seemed important.
I felt it, I knew it and I recognized it immediately.
It was then that I was able to cry to my husband for 20 minutes and get past the frustration and admit to myself that this was harder than I thought it was going to be.
Talking to him about everything released all the trapped anger.
The rest of the vacation was pleasant, relaxing and not-drinking-stress-free.
I came home and went to a new meeting the next evening, which helped round out my strength in sobriety.
And it was God who got me through all 8 days, for he stayed with me and put Loudoun, Rick and the situations in my path.
10 and a half months, and I feel I finally got through the hardest part of the first year. I only hope that I know to recognize future vacations and situations as possible traps and stay strong.
at 8:54 PM