Here we go.
To articulate my gratitude for the last sober 8 days is hardly adequate for the way I that I am starting to feel now. I am watching the shackles fall off with each passing day.
Has it been a cakewalk ? Hell no. But I ain't complaining.
There are many that haven't been afford my gift.
I have a challenging next few days ahead of me. Emotionally gutting as I step into uncharted territory with cutting the cord from my daughter who is learning how her wings work.
But rather than whine about how I have to face this life sober, I'm on my knees for the opportunity.
F alcohol and all the bull corn that it brings with it.
I'm learning how to use my wings too.