Taking Your Time
I’ve heard it mentioned throughout my journey in sobriety that those who say time means nothing usually don’t have any. Time it seems becomes our first major accomplishment after losing so many years of it. The great starter and terrible finisher begins their life over again by achieving the impossible mission of staying sober from time up until bedtime. Then, they are reborn on a new calendar date that all started at a particular moment in time.
Recovery, time comes in all shapes, colors, materials and is even made into jewelry. Some of us even wear our time hanging from our clothes, or tattooed to our bodies. Others wear it on their sleeve, or take advantage of someone new who has no meaning of it yet. Time is celebrated and time is treasured for those who fear of ever losing it. Time becomes a responsibility, a reputation, an education and a meaning far beyond a clock we observe on a wall. Time becomes the teacher that leads by example for those with more time, to instruct the ones with less time, how to make the best use of their time.
In this process we are taught from day one that time takes time. Along the journey with just one bad decision time can be taken as quickly as it is discovered. Time can heal all wounds as well as take us to our graves. Our recovery date this time might not be the last time. We learn from those who take a hit for the team that time realistically only lasts twenty-four hours at a time. Time in, is only time earned, by returning the next time, one day a time.