Grateful for another day of sobriety.
Grateful that my son is alive and that he doesn't need plastic surgery.
Grateful that I remembered to go to get my blood work done. They said I missed a couple of weeks. I said, One week, I went on the following Monday because I had a doctor's appointment and the other Friday, I forgot it was Friday and was busy on the Monday.
Grateful that I have a memory, even though some days it seems to be getting shorter and shorter.
Grateful that my God sees me through. Don't you just love those days that go with the flow. For me, it is going in the direction of the green light. Don't let anything stop you, go where you need to go. So many times I have taken an alternate route, only to find someone I had been thinking about, someone I hadn't seen for a long time, or I meet a new friend.
Grateful that my God is very good to me. God is good. Good is God.
Grateful that I have my eye sight. I do love to read.
Grateful for all of you who share this journey with me. God Bless you as much as He has Blessed me.
