6 Years Sober, My Head in the Clouds, My Feet on Solid Ground

Heather Lowe

I turned 6 years sober yesterday. It was anticlimactic and tranquil. This was a big change from the previous year, when I had an absolute meltdown over my five year milestone.

You can read about it in these blogs:

5 Years Sober, A New Home Inside of Me

5 Years Sober, Here’s What I Wish I Knew on Day 1

5 Years Sober and I Want a Glass of Wine

And all previous annual milestone posts are here:

Reflections on 4 Years Sober

3 Years Sober is Luxury, not Deprivation

Reflections on 2 Years Alcohol Free

I Have An Announcement To Make — 1 Year Sober

I knew my soberthday milestone was coming up, and I was looking forward to it. I am used to feeling an onslaught of dramatic emotions leading up to sober milestones, but this one felt like it was quietly sitting in the background. Happily. Content. Not demanding a lot of attention or fanfare as it has in the past. I know better than to rest on my laurels, so I decided to withhold any conclusions until the day had passed.

As Rumi so eloquently wrote:

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.