Today, Saturday, G and I are doing things like haircuts, visiting Dale, and puttering. Dale was at the core of the extended family which kept me alive throughout the bad years. This Sunday evening I have two minutes to stand up and celebrate my years of sobriety before 200 some folks. I’ll mention him.
I’ve heard folks who have been sober a lot of years say just one thing, “Just don’t drink.” That’s a great idea, but how do you do that when you are new and pulled head first into alcohol. I’ve heard a lot of important things while I’ve been in the program, but learning not to “think” is one of the most important. I get in such trouble when I think.
Next Friday, Daughter Margot is going to give me a cake, and dear G a token. I’ll try to keep that speech to two minutes also.