It could be worse

The other night I was leaving yoga and I saw this​ gentleman​n slowly walking on the sidewalk with a walker. It was dark out, cold, and there was still some snow and ice on the ground. Something just didn’t seem right and I’m finally​ learning to listen to my intuition and ACT.

Me: How’s it going?
Him: Slow.
Me: Is that your car in front of mine?
Him: No.
Me: Where you headed?
Him: My house on Elm.

I asked him if he wanted a ride and he said sure. We get his walker into my back seat and he slowly gets into the passenger seat and I shut the door for him. He looked to be in his mid thirties. We’re driving and I could tell something was wrong as he slowly talked and tried to pronounce his words.

Him: I had a stroke and I’ve been trying to get out and exercise, but didn’t realize how long it took me to get over here. (about a 1/2 mile from his house)
Me: I’m so sorry to hear that you had a stroke.
Him: Yah, this is my second one. (then long pause)… I guess it could be worse.
Me: Speechless.

After I dropped him off, all I could think about was his statement it could be worse. How many times have I done the whole woe is me or created self drama over nothing. Nothing!

I often forget it could be a lot worse.

Roll with the Small stuff and Appreciate and be Grateful for everything you have!

1 Week In – Alcohol Free

2-16-19: a new journey began

I’m in 1 week of my happily ever afterness of being sober! Well big whoop many may say..1 week…really?? Well it’s huge for a guy like me who’s been drinking alcohol for 40 years. Yep started dabbling with it at age 13. I grew up in a blue collar town where there was more bars then anything else. In high school we lived the whole sex, drugs, and rock n roll scene. Heck when you came into our front door of our home you were greeted with a 8 stool bar and asked what you drinking?

At 53, it’s just time for ME. I’ve toyed with idea of soberness for years now and I have finally gotten to the point where I’m just DONE with alcohol. More to come on this topic – baby steps just making it public.

In honor of this splendid direction of my life, I present to you a happy sober soul named Dwight David Hyde. Yes, I’m proud of me!!!

Feeling Great👍

Smiling while wounded

Wounded

I was reading and came across the word

Flash to this I created

In more ways than one

Not all wounds are seen

But indeed they are there and deep

I felt sad revisiting this time

I look and wanted to say I’m sorry

You needed helped in such a bad way

Instead you faked smiles

And life is good

Falling and tumbling inside

…Interesting how the doggies could sense it

Don’t suffer in silence❤️

* These were taken during my divorce back in 2015. Fast forward to two days ago when I saw Elton John on his Goodbye yellow brick road tour. He told a story of how it took him so many years to learn 3 words that would change his life —> I Need Help. Once he admitted it and said it to all to hear LOVE came flooding in. How I wish now that I would of had the courage then to voice those words. Learning as I go.