Day 225: Recovery At Its Finest

Hello everyone,

I apologize for such a late blog post, but tonight, right as I was heading home around 7:30 p.m., my brother said he was coming over for dinner to eat with my sister, her boyfriend, and I.

Earlier today I had cancelled my tutoring session that was supposed to be at 7:30 p.m., because I knew if I went, I would have skipped dinner.

I took care of myself, and in return, I got the gift that tonight brought me, as you will later read in this post.

My brother Dean has been in Texas all summer and I haven’t seen him in months, so right away, when I heard he is coming over, I decided to throw together a last minute welcome home dinner for him.

My original plan for today was to eat super safe foods, since I have my three holiday dinners in a row starting tomorrow night.

But like always, as I’ve learned time and time again in recovery, plans change.

When I was at the market buying the food, I saw a cake at the bakery.

Ed told me not to get it, but I really wanted to. I wanted to write “welcome home Dean Bo” (my brother’s name) on it.

What is a welcome home dinner without a welcome home cake, right?

It’s great in Ed’s world-and very boring in my recovery world.

So, I got the cake.

I also got a full dinner-chicken, rice, bread, sweet potato, and wine.

I was going to get them food, and get me a salad, but that is so Ed-like, and I didn’t want that.

I wanted to be like them. I wanted to fit in; to eat what they eat.

Never ever ever, would this night have happened had I still been locked in my eating disorder.

There is no way.

But because I chose recovery, it did happen.

The four of us spent the night eating, laughing, talking, and just loving one another. Food bonds people; it brings people together.

I don’t remember the last time my brother and sister and I all sat down and had a meal together, just us.

I can still hear my brother and sister laughing downstairs right now as I write this, and my heart wants to go be with them.

Tonight was truly recovery at its finest, and to that, I say with gratitude and appreciation, hello life.

dean bo



4 thoughts on “Day 225: Recovery At Its Finest

  1. I could hear you all laughing as you were writing. How wonderful that must have been! Shira you are such a thoughtful person. I’m glad you all had such a nice time. It seems like yesterday you were eatting sweet potato with watered down apple juice as babies. Lol

  2. I’m sad to say that I’ve been more out in my garden then online reading your wonderful (inspiring) blog but coming back and reading this one?! Wow!

    Despite still struggling on and off quite a bit, the fact that sometimes I don’t struggle is amazing. I also had a victory. I went out to eat with a close friend this past weekend and, well, just ate. The focus was on our conversation, what we were going to do for the day and just generally enjoying each others company. Oh and I actually enjoyed what I was eating. Who knew I could get back to liking food again and more so, admitting it? That has been, for the most part, because of your writing so thank you!

    And yes, food is connected with bonding. I think that must go back to caveman days, hahaha, where the tribe was constantly busy surviving and the one time they all got together was meal times. 😉

    What a triumph for the both of us, eh?

    • Hi Sasha!

      It’s so good to hear from you again! Your comment made me smile from ear to ear. I remember reading once in a post of yours how difficult it was to go eat with others, and to see you now say that you got a chance to enjoy what you ate with good company makes me so extremely happy for you.

      This was a major triumph for both of us! I feel like I got to share our victory together! Thank you for your comment ❤

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