Five Years of Recovery
 

I haven’t celebrated a single recovery anniversary since coming home.
 

Not everyone sees the importance in marking these dates and that’s truly okay. But in my heart, they’ve always mattered. They represent the quiet battles, the tear-stained prayers, the days I chose to get back up when giving up would have been easier.
 

Five years feels sacred to me.

So this year, I decided to honor it.
 

My actual date was a couple of weeks ago, but I choose February 13th, the day I graduated CAYA and fully surrendered my life to the Lord. It was the day I stopped striving and finally gave Him my yes.

More than anything, I am overwhelmed with gratitude for restoration.
 

Restoration with my daughter.

Restoration with my family.

Relationships that once felt fragile and broken are now healed, safe, and stronger than ever.
 

There was a time I truly didn’t know if I would survive. Depression, anxiety, heartbreak, they had such a grip on me. I tried many times before, but real change didn’t begin until I pursued an intimate relationship with Jesus.

These five years have not been easy. I have walked through seasons that would have taken me out before and by His grace, I stayed standing. Even in the middle of significant health challenges this season, I am still trusting Him.

So today, I’m spending the day with Jesus. In the Word. In reflection. In gratitude. Letting my heart remember just how far He has brought me.

Ephesians 3:20 is the verse over my life:

“He is able to do exceedingly, abundantly above all we ask or imagine.”

Since I gave Him my yes, He has done exactly that in me, in my family, and in TLC sober living home.

Five years.
 

All glory to Him.
 

And deep, tender gratitude for the woman who chose to keep going.