Grateful for another day of sobriety.
Grateful that I made it to my Al-Anon. Woke up about 10 a.m. and had the immediate thought, "Oh goodie, I can make it to my meeting."
Grateful that I made it to the meeting after the meeting.
Grateful that I had time to slip into the mall and return a book and go to the grocery store for bread, eggs, and rice.
Grateful there were snow flurries on my way to the meeting and there was no snow when I came out.
Grateful that I got a call from the Holistic Center for 11 a.m. tomorrow.
Grateful that I got my doctor's appointments straighten around. I write them down and then forget where I wrote them. I didn't make it from the phone to the calendar.
Grateful that it is just one day at a time.
Grateful that I am a work in progress and there is no race to be won. I would probably come in last every time. As I shared at my meeting today, "I am the busiest person doing nothing that I know." It doesn't seem like I do much, but there never seems to be enough hours in a day.
Grateful for all those who walk this journey with me.
