I wrote this three years ago today, fourteen days into a 30 day alcohol fast. The Promises were already starting to come true, but since I was still blind I did not recognize that.
It’s painful to recognize now that I had the answer so much earlier than I had the willingness to accept the facts, but I am grateful that I was able to find my way back to this path.
As I’ve often heard, there are many paths up this mountain. Going back to drinking was a wrong turn on the path. There may be more wrong turns on my part, but I find my way back to my path and I’m moving up the mountain.
Two Weeks
Fourteen Days!
It’s been two full weeks since I made the decision to give up alcohol for 30 days. Not only that, but it’s been two full weeks since I had a drink. Yesterday, I noticed that I was not thinking about having a drink at the end of the day. This wasn’t the first time in the past two weeks where I didn’t have a strong desire for a drink after work, but it was the first time that I noticed that I didn’t have that desire. I can only describe that feeling with one word:
Liberating
I felt free. I feel free. Free to do things that I couldn’t do before.
I never drove after drinking, that was a cardinal rule. Consequently, if something came up after dinner which required getting behind the wheel it usually had to wait. Or, I’d ask Mrs. TKD to run…
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Walking in Sober Boots 
Woah! You’ve been blogging for a long time!
I know I don’t want to re climb the mountain again!
Hubs and I are are going on a long bike ride today!
xo
Wendy
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Yes, this is my second blog. The other one is kind of aimless. 😉
I’m sitting by the side of a lake in the mist in NY state, headed to see Steely Dan & Steve Winwood in a few hours at Bethel Woods. It’s going to be amazing!
Hope you have a good ride!
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Cunning, baffling, powerful ain’t it! So good to look back on the past with honesty. And by good I mean life-saving.
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