I wanted to talk a little about my hopes and dreams, which were later identified as "my goals" in recovery.
When I first walked into the 12-step halls for compulsive overeaters, I thought that thin was the goal. I seemed to believe that if I were thin, my life would be perfect. Little did I know that I not only had a food problem, but a life problem.
When I got abstinent, I joined a serious step study (called an AWOL--A way of life), and I went to a counseller, too. One of the first assignments (from my counseller) was to write a list of all the things that I would hope and wish people might say about me if I had died...and they were gathering around me at my memorial service.
I immediately blurted out, "SHE WAS THIN!"... My counseller was not amused!
But going into my heart of hearts, I found my true goals... I wanted to be considered a kind and loving woman...a good wife and mother...an excellent daycare provider. I wanted to feel loved and respected.
At the time, I wasn't any of those things!
That was over twenty years ago.......... Today, through staying abstinent from sugar, flour and wheat on a weighed and measured food plan one day at a time, and working the 12-steps as a way of life, I have been blessed with all these things and then some!!!
Ephesians 3:20 comes to mind.... I have amazingly more than I could have ever dared to dream, wish or imagine! To God be the glory! He has changed what I could not change for myself.
1 comment:
wow! It's amazing to see what all those 'one day at a time' days can add up to. You're a great example that it's possible to not just survive, but thrive! (and you're a good mom too :-))
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