10.19.25
Yesterday, I got to spend time with my daughter. We finished the shadow box picture frames with keepsakes to remember her horses. It felt meaningful, like we were holding onto pieces of time that matter, and I got to be fully present with her. I also organized and cleaned the garage and got the utility trailer, “Tesla,” ready for winter so the weather won’t damage it. Two more things crossed off the list, and even the little victories feel big now.
Being sober has changed the way I show up. I don’t put things off or leave them half-done. I notice them, I complete them, and I let myself feel good about it. Those small things matter more than I ever realized.
Today, I reached out to a friend of a friend. My attempt to help someone who might want what we in AA have, or maybe just offer a listening ear if they need it. It felt awkward, but I stepped outside my comfort zone anyway. Time will tell how it works out…or doesn’t.
The women’s meeting this morning was smaller, lots of women were at the retreat, but it was still a good, grounding meeting. I took a nap afterward, did a little shopping, and later met a friend at another meeting. That one was less about the meeting itself and more about visiting before and after with someone who gets me. But even then, I’m reminded that hearing the solution, seeing the growth, feeling the support—it all matters.
It was a low-key Sunday, the kind that lets you notice the small victories, the quiet connections, and the subtle ways sobriety reshapes everything.
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