Friday was a test. My kid's mom texted me pictures to let me know that my oldest son broke his leg on a skateboard. When she informed me that urgent care was sending them to Children's Hospital, I told her that I would see them there. They were only about 20 min from the hospital. I was quite surprised to find that 45 min later when I arrived they hadn't made it yet. In fact I was there a half hour before they arrived. If It weren't for my stage in recovery, the old me would have probably went off. I am grateful for the clear mind and to be able to effectively communicate without making an as$ out of myself. Had I done that, I wouldn't have been allowed to stay to support my child.
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I just have to remember that no matter how much I change there will be skeptics considering I was partying for 22 years before getting sober. One day at a time is what matters and as long as I am doing right by my children, then nothing else really matters. I thank God every day for the opportunity to turn my life around.