I started writing a big ambitious post, but then my daughter came into my room, fresh out of the shower, with wet hair, and sat on my bed and wanted to talk with her mama. Well, what could I do but talk with her?
Now it is an hour later and I am so tired.
I got up this morning at 5 a.m. to start cooking. I made 2 banana cream pies and two pans of lasagna. I went to the annual picnic of my AA group at noon. It was so lovely to sit around and chat and eat with a bunch of alcoholics. I love that we can be different in social situations than we are in meetings. I am grateful for that.
At 2, I went to a "spa party" held by one of my sponsees. Her mom and sister were in town and I needed to meet them. I am grateful that she wanted me to meet them. I am super grateful that last night she told me she "would be upset" if I didn't come. It is nice to feel wanted.
Then I came home and got dinner ready for my family to celebrate my son's 33rd birthday. It was nice.
It was a long day, a good day. A super good day.
Life is good when you are a sober woman - and I am pretty sure it is if you are a sober man too. Let's try it for another day, OK?