My 1st sobriety birthday on Wednesday was more than I could have possibly imagined. The high I felt from friends remembering, cheering me on, sending me texts, bringing me cupcakes, mailing me cards and giving me my cake at my meeting, kept me on cloud nine ALLLLL day long. The jitters I felt in anticipation of giving my speech had a little to do with it all afternoon, but the love and support I felt from family, friends and my sponsor was A-MA-ZING.Shoot, it is enough to keep me from drinking the whole next year 'til my 2nd birthday! I kid. But seriously, "thank you so much"...you know who you are.
Waaaay Down LOW. For a portion of the morning.
Funny how a 3 year old can do that to you! Picture this. Opening Day for Loudoun's first year of soccer. We walk across the football field to deliver Loudoun to his team for the parade. Rick goes to the booth to turn in our raffle tickets, and it is my job to walk my 3 year old
It ended up being such a small moment of our day, but getting through it was DRAINING.
Cheering Soccer Mom: HIGH!
After a little breakfast (does food ever not make it better?) and regrouping at home, we went to Loudoun's first soccer game and had the BEST.TIME.EVER. Rick, Avalon and I sat in our chairs, under our umbrella, and cheered our hearts out. It was warm and sunny, Loudoun was excited, the team was pumped, and all of the remnants of the morning's moment had disappeared.
Added bonus HIGH
Since I'm not really supposed to say "I told you so" to my kids, I'm gonna say it now since she's sleeping.
"Avalon, I TOLD YOU, YOU ARE TIRED."