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The First 4 Lessons I Learned as a Mormon Recovering Alcoholic

Hi, I'm Mercedes

I am a lover of elephants, a sister to 6 siblings, a violinist, a music teacher, an auntie to 13 beautiful nieces and nephews, an avid reader, a Volvo driver, an aspiring pianist/guitarist, a DIY-er, a roommate, and I am an Alcoholic

Before you read any further, I want you to know that what you find here is a story about Love, Truth, and how I came to know these things through my Higher Power whom I call God. It is the beginning of my journey of patience, endurance, and learning that I am a Divine Being. I encourage you to take a few minutes to explore what I have to offer.

Seven months ago, I was under the impression that I had things figured out. I had recently started an online boutique, and felt more inspired than I had in years. I took off to Seattle after finishing a great semester of music courses. The plan was to have a little vacation in my favorite state before moving to Alaska to chase my fairy tale ending. After that I was to finish my last two semesters of school in Virginia and continue on with my "happy" life. How could The Universe lead me astray?!? Here's a hint, if someone is telling you how happy they are all the time, READ BETWEEN THE LINES. I was putting off a great facade of happiness (or so I thought), but inside I was empty. All of these things were worthwhile and meaningful but the one factor that was off was me.

On May 12, Three hours after I should have boarded a plane from Seattle to Alaska, I slowly regained consciousness in a hospital bed with no recollection of how I got there. 

Read the rest of this story at vi-va-ce.com