Jon

Tiny Beautiful Things

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One hot afternoon during the era in which you’ve gotten yourself ridiculously tangled up with Adderall (or Adderall recovery) you will be riding the bus and thinking what a worthless piece of crap you are when a little girl will get on the bus holding the strings of two purple balloons. She’ll offer you one of the balloons, but you won’t take it because you believe you no longer have a right to such tiny beautiful things. You’re wrong. You do.

 

by Cheryl Strayed (aka Dear Sugar)

 

So many tiny, beautiful, things come our way every day. I thought would be nice if we could share them with each other…. because we deserve them.

 

The fall foliage is beautiful right now in northern Delaware. I am located in the Piedmont, the foothills of the Appalachians. Luckily, I have an office at work with large windows with a view of trees and the eastern sky. The golden light at day’s end changes constantly, playing like music on the landscape.  A majestic American Basswood is in complete shadow in the foreground. The contrast is stimulating. The wind blows, the leaves sparkle with movement and the sky grows bluer into twilight and then suddenly the show is over and another begins. The stars begin come out.

 

 

 

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You really are a great writer Jon. Expressing gratitude is such an important part of recovery. Also sounds like you are doing better mentally your writing is more positive. 

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That's funny, I assumed you were on the west coast for some reason.  That was a beautiful word picture.  I wish that I had that level of talent to describe my experiences in the Big Horns last week.  This country has an amazing landscape.

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That's funny, I assumed you were on the west coast for some reason.  That was a beautiful word picture.  I wish that I had that level of talent to describe my experiences in the Big Horns last week.  This country has an amazing landscape.

 

Give it a shot Justin. Didn't we all have creative writing class in 8th grade?

 

Thank you for the positive responses. Gratitude is very important for recovery, Z, good point.

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I thought maybe we should resurrect this one and keep it going.  Gratitude is crucial to recovery and to just living a full life!

 

The sun is shining, and the trees outside my window are exploding into their own fullness.  White cherry blossoms that began as tiny buds, self-enclosed nodes of anticipation to bring forward the light and beauty of summer.  I like to sit and admire them every evening at sunset, to notice how they change.   Today, they have fully exploded into being.  In the sunlight it almost looks like snow on the branches, except that it's actually flowers.

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You are a beautiful writer Jon.

That gave me goosebumps. And I loved the point of your post. Amazing.

Fall is my favorite season but fall in the north is the best and most magical ever. I always look forward to back to school sales, wearing cozy sweaters and boots, pumpkins on front porches, hot apple cider, the changing of the leaves, jumping into piles of leaves, cooking homemade soup… I can't wait.

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I'm grateful for the peaceful, playful, happy Sunday I had today -- slacking off :)    

 

I'm grateful I didn't spend it the way I used to, pounding a bunch of adderall, freaking out, working myself to death.  I'm grateful for quitting.  And I'm grateful for YOU ALL!!!

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Clean sheets, clean body, clean teeth, heavy eyelids, and out of meds. So I fall asleep tonight peacefully, knowing I will experience tomorrow fully. I love the relief that pours over me when I run out. Tomorrow I will laugh and eat and crave affection..... And my dr appt is next week.... Idk if I'll be brave & honest or if I'm going to scheme. Rereading that sentence answers my question.

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Walking my dog along the river at the end of a hazy lazy Sunday with dragonflies buzzing around us. Day 9 of my recovery. I used to pick my fingers as my eyes anxiously darted around, too nervous and in a hurry to look fellow walkers, runners, etc., in the eyes. Today I smiled and said hi to many instead. Relief.

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There is something refreshing about watching my children soak up their education and not being too busy doing random household chores (constantly!) to help with reading time.  I set a timer last night and sat on the couch while my 9 year old read a "Warriors" book to me...nice.  I am finally taking the time to enjoy my children.   

 

Also, I am so grateful for the strength I didn't know I posessed to quit this terrible habit.   

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