Two years ago today at around this very time, I was starting to prepare for Thanksgiving Dinner. My mother-in-law was in from out of town and my children were playing with my husband in the family room.
I could not wait to get into the kitchen to start cooking.....and drinking. I had the turkey on the kitchen counter to prepare and all of the fixings. Hidden right behind the coffee maker was a big glass of chardonnay that I quickly drained and refilled again throughout the day.
I still remember how horrible I felt. I was overweight and bloated, I had no energy and I was anxious and depressed. I was on anti anxiety meds and anti depressants. I was a mess.
By the time we sat down for Thanksgiving dinner, my husband tells me that I could barely put two words together. I don't remember the dinner. I don't remember my three beautiful girls. I imagine them chatting excitedly with their grandmother and picking their way through the turkey dinner so they could have pumpkin pie. I went to bed right after dinner because I could no longer hold my head up. My husband told me that my mother-in-law asked "How long has this been going on?" The person who appeared to the outside world to "have it all together" had crossed the line.
Fast forward to today. I am preparing dinner again but there is no wine hidden behind the coffee maker. We have five guests coming and I am excited about their arrival. I am thankful to be free of alchol and to have my life and family back. I do not ever want to miss one minute of my life, my beautiful, sweet and tender girls, the smells of the day, the morning fog that is lingering. Life is too precious.
Thanks to all at MWO. Happy Thanksgiving
M3
I could not wait to get into the kitchen to start cooking.....and drinking. I had the turkey on the kitchen counter to prepare and all of the fixings. Hidden right behind the coffee maker was a big glass of chardonnay that I quickly drained and refilled again throughout the day.
I still remember how horrible I felt. I was overweight and bloated, I had no energy and I was anxious and depressed. I was on anti anxiety meds and anti depressants. I was a mess.
By the time we sat down for Thanksgiving dinner, my husband tells me that I could barely put two words together. I don't remember the dinner. I don't remember my three beautiful girls. I imagine them chatting excitedly with their grandmother and picking their way through the turkey dinner so they could have pumpkin pie. I went to bed right after dinner because I could no longer hold my head up. My husband told me that my mother-in-law asked "How long has this been going on?" The person who appeared to the outside world to "have it all together" had crossed the line.
Fast forward to today. I am preparing dinner again but there is no wine hidden behind the coffee maker. We have five guests coming and I am excited about their arrival. I am thankful to be free of alchol and to have my life and family back. I do not ever want to miss one minute of my life, my beautiful, sweet and tender girls, the smells of the day, the morning fog that is lingering. Life is too precious.
Thanks to all at MWO. Happy Thanksgiving
M3
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