When I was just a young pup in sobriety my sponsor’s sponsor, on presenting me with a six-month coin, said, “Jim, I promise you, if you keep coming back and doing the next right thing, life will get so good that you just don’t think it can get any better… And six months later you’ll look back and realize it did.”
I’ve been there so many times, I’ve lost count. Not only that, the goal posts have been moved so far that my idea of sheer bliss back then is everyday life today. My idea of “good” has grown exponentially. It’s gotten much better.
Over the last few days I’ve been watching my girls interacting with their aunt and uncle, granny and grand pop, with their mother, respective sister and me… I mean I’ve really paid attention… And I ended up with a full week of those moments where I just can’t believe how good life is.
I just keep comin’ back and doing the next right thing… And happiness happens.
It’s been a great week. I don’t know if it can get better than this…but I know enough not to bet against it, and for that I am grateful.