Authenticity

There is something to this feeling on a visceral level…I watched The Notebook tonight.   I laughed, cried, giggled, and felt warm and fuzzy all over.  I swear, the movie started and within minutes I was grinning from ear to ear.

I cannot explain it, except to know that it must be my recovery has unlocked a part of me that was numb from the pain…the pain is still there, but allowing myself to experience it, has made the other feelings of life, I miss them too, come to the surface.  I must admit, my tear ducts are on an automatic turn-on/turn-off valve…and I do not seem to know where it is located.

I am grateful for the visceralness of my days….

Teary in Texas….

~T

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