It has been a long week.
i reached 8 months sober. And I feel good and overwhelmingly happy with my decision to stop drinking.
my father in law fell ill and passed away suddenly. We were able to get there to say goodbye, but it was a sudden shock. And the time with him at the hospital semi conscious and in pain, was way more traumatic than I expected.
But my main take away from this was that I was grateful I was sober and able to be present for his last days, to go back and forth to the hospital, to support my husband and to keep things at a reasonable level of stress for my kids. This was their first exposure to death and my son had the sudden realization that we could die.
It’s important I remember to make each day count. I’ve wasted enough.