It's Friday. It's going to be warm today for one last day before the next freaking snow storm. I intend to enjoy it. Even though I will be at work. I am doing better without the soda. Yesterday was really OK. The first day (Wednesday) was miserable.
I'm going out for a quick run now. Then to work. Then to either the 5:30 meeting on my way home from work or a meeting across town - depending on the weather. A group is celebrating its 40th anniversary tonight. I would dearly love to be there. It is one I attended regularly in my first couple of years of sobriety. Most of the old guys who used to be there are now gone to the big meeting in the sky, but there are still plenty of us 20-somethings, and 30-somethings to see. It was a Friday night speaker meeting, a whole lot of us would go there, and then head out for dinner. It was great fellowship. I am glad to report that I have found this same kind of fellowship at the 5:3o meeting I attend regularly now.
I am so grateful that I have had these years of sober experience. I have known and loved so many sober alcoholics. They have enriched my life in ways that I could not begin to describe. (oh, and last night my sober ex-husband - not the father of my children, but the one who now lives in Taiwan - sent me an e-mail with a picture of his current wife. whatever... we are weird people..)
"Learning how to live in the greatest peace, partnership, and brotherhood with all men and women, of whatever description, is a moving and fascinating adventure." -- As Bill Sees It, p. 145