Two AA meetings in one day–I’m quite proud of myself.

Had the “heebie-jeebies and the awful shakes” this morning, but was alright after I had a chai latte and hung with some amazing women at the afternoon meeting. I hate crying in front of people, but the oldest woman in the room dottered to the kitchenette and got me a paper towel.

I’d like to try to keep up with this blog again. I may put some of my private LJ rants on here later, most of them related to drinking.

I’ve got a packed day tomorrow, and a three day committment to doing stuff for my friends’ wedding through Wednesday, so I probably won’t be able to make a meeting until Thursday. I’m planning on behaving though.

Today was my aunt’s birthday. She would be 49. I hadn’t seen her since I was probably about 3 years old, and I came home from getting food last November, and my mom informed me that my aunt had committed suicide. What is it with our family?? We’ve lost I think 6 people since July of 2006, starting with my best friends father who was only 50.

But death is a part of life, not necessarily an end. People’s legacies live on well after their body is gone.

Even though I wasn’t close to my aunt, she was an alcoholic among some other mental problems, and I think her birthday is a good “sobriety anniversary” for me. Today was also me and my boyfriend’s 5 month anniversary. We’re already seriously discussing moving in together and marraige. Phew! Scary shit, but it’s a good scary.

And now it is time for me to finish my hookah and go to sleep.