This is a picture of the sunrise this morning, it was so beautiful that I cried.
It is now about 12 hours later and I am off and ready to snap.
How can that be??…I literally connected to this higher power -breathed beautiful air, listened to incredible music on my headphones, received chills of connection all over my body- cried tears of joy at the beauty I cannot even explain.
And now…my energy is depleted and I have nothing to give anyone.
What do I do?
I make a cup of coffee, get on a recovery zoom meeting and I listen. My head shuts up and I listen.
I listen to the others. Some who are eating out of dumpsters to survive. Some who have lost children to this terrible disease. I listen to the new person full of hope. I listen to the struggling addict who has clean time but has lost their zest for life. I listen to the ones who get to the other side of pain without picking up.
The sun will rise again tomorrow and god will be there and hopefully I will too.