Weekend Mornings (Sober version)

As I sit here with my daughter on my lap, having gone to my morning workout class and ran 4 miles, followed by a dog walk, all three dogs fed and now chewing on bones, I remember….

I remember waking up feeling awful, not remembering the night before. I remember that terrible feeling of waking up and it taking a few minutes to remember an argument with my wife the night before. I remember spending $60 on Doordashed McDonald’s because I was too hung over to make anything.

This morning… I sit and my heart is full of love and gratitude. I’m present with my family. My body is tired from a good workout. My house is clean. My wife is making a homemade breakfast.

This is the life I want.