12 Days Out
I went to a different meeting this morning. I actually stopped by my regular meeting and then went elsewhere when I got a text from my sponsor.
Anyhow, all is well. This morning, when I awoke, I had under my belt 50 complete days of sobriety. Pretty good. And money in the bank. I can’t go back in time and turn those days drunken. That’s reassuring. 50 real days that can’t be taken away.