Thankfully I can’t see the whole road ahead of me or else I’d miss the lessons. With all the packing I’ve been reminded me how little stamina I have since my stroke. This is a lesson keep having to learn the hard way as I continuously push myself too far. I like to say I learn everything the hard way. I used to just jump in the drivers seat blind folded (and drunk) and run off the road of life feeling that I was destined to crash and burn.

But my sobriety program taught me how to focus on this very inch of road I’m on. I take my life one day at a time, but nine years ago I had to start living one step at a time, one minute at a time, and sometimes one breath at a time. I couldn’t handle more than that. And these tiny increments added up to an entirely new way of living. To this day when fear sets in, I revert back to telling myself “you’re OK right now” and do the next right thing, whether its putting on my shoes (so I can walk Autumn), picking up that heavy phone (so I can call someone I love), or taking a deep breath (so I can echo “you’re OK right now.”) Micro-actions break the loop of fear between my ears. Small, steady, repeatable steps have redirected my life.

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