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Today is November 25th 2008. No, it is. I was re-born 9 months ago today. That’s right. Today, I’m 9 months sober!
I’ve been reminiscing quite a bit over the last month, so what better way to start out this month than with a comparison. Let’s compare my 9 month milestones to a 9 month old baby’s milestones. Sound interesting? I’m kinda liking it.
First, let me get this out of the way. I got the milestones from yourbabytoday.com. The specific article is here.
Let’s begin. First I’ll list baby’s milestone then I will follow it up with how I apply that to my life. Make sense?
Eh, it’s a stretch. They make it sound sooo easy. I find it hard sometimes to just go from a lying position to a sitting position. Much less sitting to standing, mostly because I still have a bit (if you know me, hush) of a belly. 10 months ago, it was all but impossible to get up on my feet. The hangover. The lack of desire. But today, I’m glad to have the will, the life, and the joy of being able to get up to my own two feet, sorta. See the next milestone.
I’m going approach this milestone two different ways. Those ways are:
a.) I’m way past this point. 10 months ago, while I was drunk, I would usually have to hold on to something to even stand. Not today. Stable as a rock on my feet.
b.) This is me, exactly. I can stand as long as I’m holding on to someone or something else, finally. No way would I be able to stand on my own. I thank God that his hand is always right there to hold me up when I start to fall.
Again, I’m sometimes scared to attempt standing on my own. When I do make that attempt, if for only a few seconds, I have a tendency to fall flat on my face, or worse. That’s usually when the devil rears his ugly head and beats me into submission.
10 Months ago I did this a lot. Sometimes failing…er…falling, miserably. It seemed the room was in constant motion and it was a chore to go from the living room to the bedroom at times. If I wasn’t holding onto the furniture, I was leaning against a wall. Man, that sounds like fun, Huh?
Now, I don’t really need the furniture (or the wall) to walk. I’ve always got that someone or something from the other milestones to assist me on this walk through this life.
Hey! Alright! I’m 100% on this one! Usually it’s a coffee cup even. Not a bottle or a can. And I usually don’t dribble, much. Freedom!
Yep. I understand the meaning of it. Just don’t take to well to it. Come on. Give me a break. I’m only 9 months old.
I finally do. I used to not talk to them at all. But you know. Being able to have a wonderful conversation about God, religion, life, and hope with them is so precious. It’s still taking some practice to be able to do this clearly, openly, and often. But I feel I’ve made great progress. If not, shame on me.
I think, all in all, it’s great progress. 9 months and still going and growing strong. Milestones come and go, but it’s a blast attaining them, passing them, reaching for new ones. Hey, at least I’ve got most of my mind back where I can at least attempt some type of comparison such as this.
What’s my most valued milestone? Milestone 2b.
Since I’ve reached another milestone in my life I would, again, like your feedback on this site. How’s it going? What am I missing? What would you like to see more/less of? I will take it all as constructive. If you don’t want to leave it in the comments for all to see, please email me your thoughts.
Because of Him
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