I'm so grateful to be me today. I got a call late last night from a good friend. I've known her and her family since I was a teenager. They ARE family to me and I love them with all my heart. She lost her daughter in a horrible car wreck about 18 months ago. Like most of us (and by us, I mean alcoholics), she's a wonderful person. But her using has nearly destroyed her family. She's struggled and struggled. She called late last night absolutely hysterical. Her 21 year old nephew had put a gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. He survived - pointed it to the side so it exited through his cheek, but still. And I've just been heartsick for the whole family. His grandparents are just devasted. His mom and dad even more so. His cousin, who is probably his best friend in the whole world is stunned and can hardly understand it. He was hanging out with us this last Sunday watching us play ball with a sober league. He's had his own battle with drugs and alcohol, both of which were involved. All I could do is pray with and for them. And for him. Bless Pee Wee for all the talking and all the listening.
Whew. I've been stressing about my little problems, and then something like this happens and puts it all in perspective for me.
Today I am grateful for:
Not wanting to die anymore. I now wake up every morning just grateful to be. 'Nuf said.