I knew I needed to wait out time before my last meal of the night.
I am blessed that I get to live my life abstinently, just for today, and twenty-four hours at a time. You could also say I have a “strong back, soft front, and wild heart,” which is a quote I’ve borrowed from a close OA sister.
Today, I hiked four hours and thirty-eight minutes with my dog on a beautiful fall day. We covered 11.8 miles (19 km). When I got home (two hours later than I expected) I was very hungry. I texted my sponsor because I knew I needed to adjust my meal plan quantities.
I texted my sponsor because I knew I needed to adjust my meal plan quantities.
While I got settled in for a late dinner, I knew I needed God with me, so I hopped on a night workshop being hosted by an OA region convention. Just as I was sitting down, I got to hear my close OA sister speaking for a second time today. Afterwards, I took a nice, hot, epsom salt bath, scrubbed my callouses, and put on a face mask.
I knew I needed to wait out time before my last meal of the night before heading to bed, and here’s where the story gets a bit funny. I purposely buy nail polishes with names that inspire me or because the color directly resonates with the times I’m going through in my life. So in my very tired state, with my crazy, salty hair getting moisturized and an old-school, green-clay mask on my face, I was laughing and cracking myself up with the choices I’d made for all twenty of my nails:
- Base coat — Keep Branching Out
- Gel layer — It has no name, but it should be “Baby Poop”
- Top coat — This Gold Slays Me
What’s my Big God’s message for me? 1) That branching outside my comfort zone is a necessity and quite fun. 2) Yes, poop happens. It wears on me, but I can choose not to smell it. And finally, 3) not all that glitters is really solid gold, nor is it guaranteed that we won’t find gold at the end of our rainbows.
I love my Higher Power, and now I have used up enough time to go back and eat my last meal before bed.
—Anonymous
