Miracles
Sometimes, if I open my eyes wide enough and truly pay attention, I can see the miracles around me. My friend coming back to her family after going back out. GC getting a DUI and not running. Instead, he goes to jail, can come to work every day, and decides he likes being sober. After a lifetime of drinking, drugging, and running, he says he’s done. My husband got a promotion at work. A little one, but it’s recognition of the work he’s put in. My son hasn’t picked up his GameBoy in a week because he’s obsessed with becoming a yo-yo master. My daughter showed me could sign “I love you,” and is now sleeping in her own bed…all night. My best friend might be pregnant with No. 2. Just in time. It’s likely that my mom doesn’t have thyroid cancer and she’s found the best surgeon to operate on her throat. My grandma is lovely and active. I am sober.
I am blessed.
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