In recovery we talk about sobriety birthdays and belly button birthdays. Today happens to be my belly button birthday. 53 years and I still don’t have most of it figured out!
Sometimes, especially in the isolated world of today, it can feel a bit lonely. Sometimes I feel somewhat insignificant because I’m not in the prisons and not meeting for CR in person. But sure enough, early this morning the calls and texts came rolling in wishing me a happy birthday.
It’s good to be remembered and loved. I had a great meal made in my honor yesterday, today my pal PH took me to lunch, and tomorrow I’ve got another friend taking me to lunch. Life is good, sometimes you just gotta look a little harder to find it.
Now I’m headed into another year in order to…
—Rise Up!!
Minister Of Mocha 