30 days today! I’m feeling so strong in my sobriety this time. I know it won’t always feel this way, but as I said before, a wave of acceptance has washed over me and I’m feeling so content. I know that 30 days is only the beginning. I know that I shouldnt be over exuberant to the point that I’m not humble. I realize that I’ve been here before and I’ve failed. And I know that my time of year is coming – when spring first blooms and we have our first really nice, warm day, that I will want that cold glass of chardonnay in the back yard. But I will try to remember to play the tape to the end, because it never turns out that its just one glass, and the fifth glass of wine is sloppy. Its never as enchanting as that first sip. And since I can’t have just one, I really cannot have any at all.
And so, on day 30, its fitting that my son brought this picture home in his folder (please read the caption).