I am powerless over alcohol. For someone that couldn’t hold down a steady job much less a steady hand one would have thought I would have been inured to helplessness back in my practicing alcoholic days. Not really though- yeah, I had the I’m a victim of chemical imbalance and me-against-the-world conspiracy theory down pat but despite rock bottom reality I clung desperately to the hope that I would regain control and drink again in moderation. Futile.
In recovery I have learned not to sweat those things I can not change and thank goodness because maturity has taught me this is a very long list. Over clean time alcohol has been bumped down the list by even more powerful and prominent forces in my life like time, taxes, and yes, cancer. So these days I concentrate on recognizing those things I can change and the confidence and peace of mind that comes with doing so. I personally could not rid my wife of cancer nor give her back what it stole so I try my best to support her recovery process instead as we concentrate on our long and happy life ahead.
I can however participate in the struggle to end breast cancer for future generations and have done so by joining the 2011 National Marathon to Finish Breast Cancer. My wife is benefitting from new treatments and more discoveries are on the way so the fight against cancer is by no means futile and we are not powerless over it. I’ll soon have a link up for donations to the cause, but would also appreciate those that spread awareness and especially for any links or promotions to the race and the fight to end breast cancer.