This evening I got to go to a meeting and pick up a 6 year sobriety keytag. I got to see and talk to some of my friends. I heard about a guy who has cancer.

On the way home I heard a story about a man who ran to a collapsed school after an earthquake and dug through the rubble for his 8 year old son. Many people told him it was hopeless and tried to stop him but he kept digging because he made a promise to always come and get hum. When I got home I was grateful to hug my son.

Thanks be to God.