My friend Carol reminded me yesterday that Tom always said to us that the first 100 years were the hardest. After that it would be easier.
Is the program that hard? I thought about that this morning and came up with it is hard at times. Wonder why that is? The answer was easy. It’s me that makes it so hard. Basically it really isn’t.
What makes it hard, on any given day, is my resistance to following those few simple rules. Sometimres I find myself balking and wanting to do things my way. I give into my feelings to easily and slip into anger, or find myself massaging a resentment, once in a while playing around with self pity, entertaining worry, projecting into the future negatively, morbidly wandering around in the past. A host of things I should never do.
Staying sober is really not all that difficult if I can stay in the day and mind my own business and remain grateful for what’s been given me.
I think I should smile more. I think I’ll do that.