100 days ago I attempted suicide 4 times in a week and the last and final time I was so intoxicated and high I ended up in the hospital overdosed.
I ended up staying in the hospital overnight when my father who committed suicide coming on 24 years ago came to visit me and told me he wasn’t ready for me to join him.
Once I was released from the hospital, I walked myself into an group and that’s when recovery began. I joined a home group and got a sponsor and began the steps of recovery.
A week later my oldest son had called me to meet his son (my grandson) that I hadn’t seen yet. I went over and as soon as I walked in my little 10 month old grandson smiled at me and hugged me. I believe my father lives in him and my grandson knew who I was.
Ever since then I am grateful to have my little star in my life and my dad is my higher power and I am grateful to be on this life long journey called recovery.
Credit: Sobriety Motivation
