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St. Patrick’s Day 2019

That’s my dog niece LuLu. Today was pretty good. I finally made it to a meeting. I haven’t been to one all week. I have too much pride than to ask for a ride everywhere. I got to spend time with the family. All is well. It’s been a while since I’ve been around immediate family sober, and it felt good. Most importantly for me, there are no regrets. What was done in the past is the past. I got to see my nephew, well the ladies in my family, put together is invitations for his graduation. I don’t know how those graduation people are still making money off those cards. I guess it’s just tradition, because nowadays you can slap that sucker up on Facebook and it would be just as effective. Anyway, I’m proud of him. God is good. Nothing short of amazing. Well, that’s all I got. Thanks for letting me share.

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Son of a preacher. College graduate in Mass Communications. Photographer. Writer. Creative. Innovative. Lyricist. Child of God. Lion Hearted Lamb. Addict.

One thought on “St. Patrick’s Day 2019

  1. Get over that horseshit pride that keeps you asking for a ride. That’ll get you drunk. Your friends will be happy to give you a ride. Chances are that someone gave them a ride, too. I gave a guy a ride every Thursday for two years, another guy I picked up for six months, clear across town. Helping someone else made me feel good to be me. Your ego is depriving someone else of feeling worthwhile. Put your ego in the back seat, man.

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