Thursday, May 23, 2013

5 years in recovery

In 5 years, I'll be 29: young enough to travel, old enough to know how to file my own taxes.  What will my life look like? 5 years in recovery seems like nothing compared to 10 years in my addictions.  Ideally, I would be in school studying a foreign language (maybe German), education, and cooking.  I would work in a music library, as a piano teacher, or in an animal shelter, and on the weekends, I would either stay home with my husband (?) and kids (?) in our pajamas, or take all of us to the zoo or a theme park.  I would have already traveled to Greece, Germany, and Ireland, and I would be an amazing cook.  During spring/winter/summer breaks, my kids and I would not be in school, so we would spend a lot of time in the kitchen baking things like peanut butter cookies and blueberry muffins that my husband would enjoy after a long day at work.  I would be able to have just one drink and be satisfied, and I would know how to swim and ride a bike. I would be able to read scary stories to my kids in the dark with just a flashlight.  I would teach my kids to be open-minded and know right from wrong.  I would be able to sit with happiness, sadness, and anger without isolating or acting out.  I would be accepting of my body, and be fully present during sex.  I would have quit smoking cigarettes and I would be recycling responsibly, not littering, and flossing every day.  I would take yoga classes and go on runs/walks every morning with my dog, not to maintain or lose weight but to be physically healthy.  I would appropriately let go of grudges and forgive myself for mistakes.  I would not have much material possessions, but my heart will be full of joy and contentment. Now that I think about it, I won't be able to do much after I have kids..unless I get a nanny.




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