I always thought the word “trudging” was a sullen and depressing word.
A Dirge. Plodding hopelessly. A depressing journey. Like it was when I was drinking and couldn’t stop. Until I heard a sober girlfriend give it new meaning for me.
In our literature there is a phrase “We shall be with you in the Fellowship of the Spirit, and you will surely meet some of us as you trudge the Road of Happy Destiny.”
Trudge and Happy don’t seem to belong in the same sentence, right? My friend who gave it new
meaning described trudging as a steady cadence. That is what sobriety is. Each day. The steady cadence of not drinking, showing up for life, putting one foot in front of the other and moving forward on—wait for it...
The Road of Happy Destiny.
My sponsor points out that it is not the road TO happy destiny, but OF happy destiny.
It is the journey.
Now. Today. Together.
The photo featured today was sent to me by another friend in sobriety. This guy has been trudging this journey for over 2 years now. It is a well-worn path that we are trudging together. Happily, he presented this photo to me for proof that he carries his sobriety in his pocket and wears it each day.
The photo represents the steady cadence of a sober life, well-lived.
“I was worn out. I lay exhausted for several days. Then I got up and went about the king’s business.”
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