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.