I have learned that an important part of my recovery is that I am powerless over people places and things.In my broken relationship with a dearly loved family member I have found that powerlessness is a great friend. I often pray “God if there is anything I need to do today in regard to my dearly loved daughter please make it clear to me.” I find rest in that although nothing makes me not miss her. There is another aspect to being powerless I absolutely love. I am powerless over God’s love. God always loves me completely, eternally, tenderly and absolutely. That means that God loves me the same on my worst day as She/He loves me on my best day. God’s love is never something I can effect in any way at all.