Well that was a nice day to spend a rainy Saturday. Quality time with my dad and sister. I got a new book and treated them to dinner at an Italian restaurant. I was in a pasta coma.
Reflecting back on things with a cup of camomile tea. I suppose one thing I have learned from my alcoholism and recovery is that if you want to change, you have to be the change that's needed. And I have been told I've changed. Everyone I meet tells me that I look happy.