Today is the anniversary of my darling dad's death. It's also the day my youngest daughter starts big school (I really hope she's doing ok!!!) and I have just emailed my redrafted novel to the literary agent that expressed interest. It feels like a big day. I have lots of feelings.... anxiety for my daughter, sadness about all the things dad never got to see, excitement about my book.... overwhelmingly though, I feel grateful. So grateful to be sober to be able to feel what I feel and be here in this moment. No pushing any emotions away. No drowning them out. No denial of what I feel. I think that's what strength is. It's feeling the difficult feelings and staying with them. Observing them when they arrive. Watching them when they leave. Love to everyone and 24 more for me please xxxx