a shock
Tonight I said no to a small get-together with our friends because there would be booze flowing freely. But I did drive some people there. Then as I was driving back, I got a phone call from the son of someone I love dearly who has been a second mother to me. Her other son just died of a drug overdose at age 39. I can't even imagine the pain.
I'm very grateful that I was sober on the way home because if I had stayed, it would have been a blackout night for sure, and that wouldn't have done anything to help my friend anyway. I talked to her briefly, and she had just seen him two days before and had no idea his problem was so bad. Apparently he was good at hiding like us alcoholics. This also brings home to me how suddenly life can end when we poison ourselves with substances.
Sad but sober tonight.