Celebrations.....

Yesterday was a day full of celebrations. At the 11:00 meeting we had numerous anniversaries. Twelve years, five years, and one year. The mood was charged with energy, as the three anniversary people shared "how they did it". And of course there was cake, but I passed because we were headed to my besties house for dinner and I knew there would be cake so I saved myself. But what an interesting meeting. The man who had twelve years met his mate at AA. It was neat to see the love and adoration between them. The gentleman who had five years was given a beautiful engraved garden stone by his brother who is also a member of AA. Lots of wet eyes in the house on that one. And the lady who celebrated her first years was glowing. I just sat back and soaked it all in. I have sat through so many meetings where I have cried, or listened to someone else struggling, suffering, and sobbing that it was such a treat to have such joy and laughter. Of course this too shall pass but I enjoyed every moment of it. After the meeting I stopped at the house where my husband was helping some friends of ours lay a wood floor. The female in this couple is my son Sam's godmother. She has a job where she travels all over the world, and she and her husband are a lot older than us so I don't get to see her very often. In fact the last time I saw them was in January, before I entered recovery. So while the men were working on the floor I helped her get lunch ready and finally told her I was an alcoholic. She seemed genuinely shocked. But after I explained everything she was so happy that I had entered AA. It was great to get that off my chest. I still have people that I only see here and there that don't know. So the four of us had a great lunch, full of laughs and then I was off to run errands, pick up the house, take the kids and myself to church and then off to my besties for dinner. Now you know the euphoria of my day just can't last. Our best friends live a half hour away so we arrived home at 11:30pm, everyone tired, and my oldest son and his friend meet us at the back door."Mom was your phone on? I tried calling you 8 times. Jack (our dog) has been throwing up and he threw up on the couch, the pillows, Sam's bed, and Grace's bed. So I set my purse down, let out a sigh and tell my hubby to go to bed while I start laundry and changing beds. What a mess. I finally crawled into bed around 1:00 in the morning and you know what? That special feeling of "celebration" came right back. Once in a while we need a day of celebration. It reminds us that there are such things as miracles, and that every birthday actual or sober birthday is a reason to celebrate..........