Grateful for a day of sobriety.
Grateful that this program is one day at a time.
Grateful that I hadn't called Darts on Tuesday because of the freezing rain.
Grateful that my body didn't protest too much after my fall. I am still sore, but it could have been so much worse, all things considered. I realized that I blacked out between the time I reached for the fallen deodorant and me landing in the bathtub. I don't remember landing. Perhaps this is a good thing, but didn't realize how much my body was in shock.
Grateful that I got to my group today. The streets of Hamilton were not kind.
Grateful that I was able to book darts for next Monday night, a good friend is sharing her story at a group that I haven't been to in a long time. The Liberty group was a big part of my early recovery.
Grateful to see a member of our group, who decided to leave and join the East End group. I belonged to that group a few years ago. A group, I moved and my disability kept me house bound for a few years. My focus was on Al-Anon.
Grateful for the 12 Steps, they are the common denominator between all the fellowships.
Grateful for today, it was a good day. I had to pray for the willingness to be willing to come back online. I had to take a break, but I think I got a lot caught up.
Grateful for those who walk this journey with me. God Bless.
