Originally Posted by
TrueStory 
When alcohol does cross my mind - maybe every month or so - it's not a craving anymore, but a kind of repulsion mixed with utter gratitude that I'm off the sauce, emancipated from the mess of it all. What a time, life, health, family, money, and joy suck it is!
That's what it was like for me at around 4 years. Now, when alcohol crosses my mind, I feel gratitude, but it's not that pink cloud like gratitude. I'm just grateful for the freedom that comes with sobriety. Sometimes I will find myself puzzling over why I thought I needed to drink way back when. It's a combination of gratitude and sometimes puzzlement.
Congratulations.