I’m grateful for a trip to the farmers market. I’m grateful for quiet rainy mornings. I’m grateful for letting things pass. I’m grateful for chances to see old friends. I’m grateful for cheeseburgers and milkshakes. I’m grateful to be sober today.
LAST WEEK ON TFLMS:
My First Alcoholic
The thing that’s really moving is the love my grandfather showed for a broken-down alcoholic. Sometimes, I feel like I learned everything I needed to know in my grandfather’s basement. He taught me how to hunt, fish, tell jokes, roll cigarettes, play blackjack, play poker, get away with minor misstatements, and how to love alcoholics. I guess that last one was a lesson someone thought I would need eventually.
Title? No Clue.
I'm grateful for choosing kindness in the middle of a situation I was escalating, which in turn helped end matters pleasantly. I'm grateful AA teaches me to keep my side of the street clean - it saves me from getting enmeshed in sticky situations and feeling regret afterwards. I'm grateful for the sweet message my sponsee shared after our conversation yesterday - it's a reminder that being a good listener and simply suggesting, without being dogmatic, is always the best approach for me. I'm grateful for a friend, who started in AA but got sober through other means, teaching me a lot about the variety of paths that are available for those struggling. I'm grateful for our HOA having calm, understanding adults looking to get things done as a team. I'm grateful for seeing the "parameters" of AA as liberating nowadays as opposed to limiting. I'm grateful for not discounting new ideas immediately, but instead having the humility to log them in my memory bank in case they could be helpful do…
TFLMS Weekend: Where Sobriety Isn’t Just a Consequence…
(last weekend)
SUNDAY GRATITUDE EXTRAVAGANZA
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