So, at the age of 33, my special place in the universe had diminished,
I am an addict/alcoholic and a single mother to a child that is not whole.
Not a journey that I had picked out for myself to take. But, somewhere
in all of this, there was the glimmer of light. I did visit my special
place in the universe a few more times but it was never the same. I
was always rudely awakened by a new reality that I somehow had to find
my place in.
My son was born with
Fetal Alcohol Syndrome and along with that was Failure to Thrive, VSD which
is a heart murmur and a multitude of secondary disabilities. I was overwhelmed
and depressed with this heavy load I was carrying.
When Isaac was 6 weeks old, I decided to visit that special
place again. Only this time, upon awakening, my soul had changed.
There was no headache, no hangover, no vomiting, no sickness of any
kind. I was clear headed and very much aware of my situation and surroundings.
It had been approximately 20 years since I felt this way. Something
had changed and it was inside of me.
The next move I made was to enroll in drug/alcohol testing.
You are probably wondering
why I enrolled myself in drug/alcohol testing. Well, remember the Navy?
I had learned the discipline part and I knew that I could never do this
thing without some authority monitoring me. I went 3 days a week.
I started to attend AA/NA/CA meetings. I went 3 times a day. I applied
for welfare and moved into an apartment close to the meetings. I became
actively involved with the meetings and Isaac accompanied me
to every one. I reached out to people and made friends. What this all
boils down to is this: I had to learn a new reality. I had to learn how
to live in it. My special place in the universe was right here in front
of me and all I had to do was open my eyes, my mind and my heart and let
it come into me. I had finally seen the light.
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