Dearest one had a hard time getting one of the vehicles to start this morning. It's -38C with the windchill factored in. Yet, it's colder in other parts of the prairies. Lovely, lovely winter. I'm grateful for a warm house and no need to venture outside today.
I've been in increasing pain for the past few days. Nothing that a needle in each shoulder won't fix. I haven't needed trigger point injections since the end of June and I am grateful for that. I am disappointed to need them again. I honestly thought they were behind me forever. I am grateful though, for an alternative to narcotics. Eternally.
Christmas baking and house cleaning are on the agenda for today. Dearest one and youngest son will be enjoying butter tarts, nanaimo bars, fudge and peppernuts by the week's end. It's all good.
I am grateful for life today.
I'm feeling a little teary and vulnerable this morning.
I'm grateful to be sober.
To be able to pick up the phone and talk to my sponsor.
To be able to sit quietly and let God love me.
To be able to extend that love to others.
To have the ability to make choices, ones that are life giving.
Thanks be to God.