Three years...

I finally made it past the 3 year sober mark October 4th. I haven't been sober that long since I blew nearly 13 years sober in '92. I still have long deep bouts of depression. Some say it's the weather. I wish the weather was actually the root of my depressions. November is "Gratitude" month. I am grateful that I am sober. The past two months I have been able to attend AA meetings out of town. The meetings sure are different than they are here. It's neat to see newcomers chairing AA meetings. That doesn't happen much where I live. My best friend is also doing well. They have the most sobriety now since they relapsed after having 9, or 12 years sober...I forget how many years she had. It doesn't matter for either of us right now as things change and recovery is different for the both of us. It's only one day at a time. I would like to live each day as if it were my last. I don't know why I don't do that. I don't see others living that way either. What's wrong with people? None of this probably makes any sense but I don't give a shit if it does. It doesn't have to make sense. Go fishing and have a happy and sober Thanksgiving.