A New Day

Well, dear husband has stopped drinking again.  At the risk of sounding like a gullible moron, I really think this time will stick.  He bought an AA Big Book, a daily reader and a Celebrate Recovery bible.  He hasn’t gone to a meetin yet because he is anti social to begin with, but he is going this Friday.

Again, it has been extremely pleasant around here without him intoxicated.  The man under all the alcohol is sweet, generous, loving and rational.  I love that man.  I don’t want to live in fear of him drinking again so like the book says, I am taking it One Day at a Time.  If not for my evening work schedule I would attend Al-Anon.  I have my daily reader and people I can call though. 

My husband apologized to my son.  Let me back up.  At my last posting my DH was denying what went down, or at least OUR version of it.  He spent the night in jail for public intoxication.  The n ext day for the first time in ALL our years together (14) the man cried.  He didn’t even cry at the birth of our children- he came close- and he came closer when Dale Earnhardt died- LOL.  Anyway, he full on crid and it moved me because he has never done that.  I truly think he hit his bottom this time.  When he heard what names he had called our 12 year old son he just broke down.  He says he is tired of being sick and tired of the stress etc and that he just wants us to be “normal.”  Thank God for that.  I could use a large dose of normal right now.  Sign me up for NORMAL! 

So, he hasn’t drank for 8 days I think, maybe 7.  His face is no longer beet red.  He’s looking kind of yellow, which will probably go away after his liver recovers a little.  Last time the yellow went away and he looked so good complexion wise.  Healthy.  He’s not hacking every morning in the bathroom either. 

Oh! And another prayer was answered.  He got a new job today and starts later this week.  He is finally leaving the drug and alcohol infested employer for a more peaceful, sane operation!  We have been wanting a new job for him for a while.  He desperately wants out because everyone down there drinks and worse.  The last week he has been making excuses and ducking out because he doesn’t have the courage to just tell them he isn’t drinking anymore.  Pride.  I don’t know why he can’t just say it, but he can’t.

Well, until next time.

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