Grateful to wake up sober. Grateful to be in a loving, caring household. My 14y/o son had a sleepover last night with three other boys, grateful to be able to wake up and make breakfast for all of them and reminisce about me and my friends back in the day. We were exactly like these dudes. You cannot put a price on this moment. I’m glad I’m living it clear eyed and sober. By the way, the conversations that I am overhearing are legendary.
