I'm grateful for my mom for letting me stay here at her house for maybe a year or so. Because she let me stay here it's pretty much why I stopped drinking again. I didn't want her to see me drunk and I didn't want to damage her house. I didn't want her to be disappointed in me. I didn't want to hide my drinking either so I just stopped and it's been better.
I'm grateful for her cooking almost every night. I'm grateful that I still have my job. That was almost gone because of drinking but I finished my probation today, which is good, and they're going to let me stay. I'm grateful to still have my car and still have some free time and get my money back to where it should be. I'm also grateful for Rosie, my little orange tabby, turning six next month.
