My daughter's 7, soon to be 8. I don't know if I'm missing many memories, probably some. And some of the ones I have are not exactly the stuff of Hallmark cards. Nothing too horrible, just little things, like cutting short playground trips so I could get home to the refrigerator. Those little things add up though.
But like you said, they're also a powerful inspiration to change. And now, some 15 months after my last drink, they remind me how good I have it. How good we both have it. Because now there's a whole different set of little things. Like tonight, we were sitting on my bed playing Scrabble, with Tom Waits playing this soft bluesy tune on the stereo, and I thought to myself,
It doesn't get better than this. I have my share of regrets, but in a way my past mistakes are also a blessing, because I learned a lot from them.
Seems to me that's true for you, too, Bruno. Enjoy your weekend at the shore, whatever the weather.
