I am strong

I did it again.  I am beating the odds, not beating my head.  It has been a rather emotional couple of days.  I got choked up a few times but I made it.  I called and left a birth day song for my little girl.  I pray that some day I will be back in the life of my children.  Until then I am going to keep up the good fight.  My broken heart wont heal, but that is no reason to drink.   I chaired my first AA meeting tonight.  Was I nervous? No, not at all, just very excited.  I feel so thankful that God has lead me to this place.  I am alone, but I am not lonely.  I am thirsty, but not for drink.  I am hungry, but not for food.  My instincts, my thoughts, and my life has become stable.  I have a group of friends that are there for me, care about me.  For the first time in my life, I belong.