todAAy i AAm grAAteful & thAAnkful
tha the wreckage I may create in my life today is mostly negligible and avoidable but always fixable
for a string of really good days (inside my head) interrupted only by a few hours of slight depression
that it behooves me to not regret the past nor do I wish to shut the door on it; I only need remember those last days of my drinking and that is enough to forever keep me sober in conjuction with the program of A.A.
that I am more flexible than ever, both spiritually, emotionally and physically (well, to tell the truth, I was more flexible physically when I was 18 years old)
Each handicap is like a hurdle in a steeplechase, and when you ride up to it, if you throw your heart over, the horse will go along, too.