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When we hung up, I was parked in front of the supermarket. I needed to run in and pick up a few things for my wife. Before long, I found myself at the end of the cavernous beer aisle itching to pick up a six pack of IPA.
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But only in recasting my 99.4% sobriety near miss in terms of blowing the big game have I begun to appreciate the gravity of this crucial lesson
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Yes. I actually sat down and calculated that I had made it 99.4% of the way to my goal. If that’s not some sort of crazy alcoholic logic, I don’t know what is. Failure was imminent.
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While I am more confident about my sobriety than I’ve ever been, having prepared for this moment, there is a little piece of me that fears the challenge of the day ahead.
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Happy Sober Thanksgiving! My first sober Thanksgiving since (well, truthfully I can’t say when) brings with it much to be grateful for.