Almost at 90 days

I love looking back at my journal writings. To remember the harder days and to see how far I've come. Feeling strong. Most importantly, is my commitment to me. Putting me and my needs first. Sometimes when I feel a slip, I think about my kids. The one two many times they tried to wake me up, too early in the night after drinking and not waking up. Done with that. I also think about how I am more at peace with them. I have more patience and feel I am much more present for them. So as I approach 90 days, I'm feeling grateful for my stable (haha mostly) mood state, mornings feeling refreshed, feelings of patience, calm and peace.