Saturday, December 24, 2011
My sober daughter came over today and we went to a movie and then I made us dinner. She wanted to see Sherlock Holmes, and although I thought the movie was just as stupid as the first one, I went to see it with her. She thought it was great. I am glad she enjoyed it - that was the whole point.
We had dinner and watched a couple of movies at home. As she was leaving, she said how much she enjoyed the day - and then commented that it is the first Christmas in years she hasn't cried all day. That's wonderful progress.
My son called earlier today to wish me a Merry Christmas. He says he will be home in 97 days - but who's counting? I wish we were all at least on the same continent!
Tonight I went to mass. When we sang Silent Night, I burst into tears. For some reason, it reminded me so strongly of the family gathering around the piano to sing Christmas Carols when I was a child. I haven't thought of that for years. It came back like a flood tonight.
When mass was over, one of my AA friends came over and said hello. I was so happy to see her! I asked her if this was her church.... what a stupid question to ask someone you see at church on Christmas and never any other time. She looked sheepish, and said she was thinking of starting to go there. I welcomed her and told her how much I like it. I hope that was welcoming to her.
I am far too tired to be writing. I really need to go to bed. It was a huge day, and tomorrow is a mini day - in terms of plans and what I need to get done. All I want to do is get to a meeting in the morning. The rest of the day is quiet. And I am grateful for that.
And grateful for another sober Christmas. God has so generously poured his grace on me.