Saturday, March 17, 2012

St. Patrick's Day

Today is St. Patrick's Day, which is one of those holidays I've never celebrated. In fact, I can count the number of times I've gone out to celebrate March 17th on no hands. Because I've never done it. My view of the "holiday" may be skewed, but I've always thought of it as a drinking holiday. Like New Year's Eve or, for some people, the night before Thanksgiving. I just don't see the point in going out and getting drunk to celebrate something.

So today and tonight, the only thing I'll be celebrating is my 1,284 days of sobriety. "Be the change you want to see in your son," my wife and I were told by a therapist during our son's second rehab stint. So we are. (I don't know if I've mentioned it before, but my wife also gave up alcohol at the same time I did; neither one of us drink anymore.)

There will be no green beer, Guinness, or Irish whiskey in my life today. Just water and root beer. And a corned beef sandwich for lunch at a friend's house while we watch the local high school's girls basketball team play for the state championship.

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FYI, my son is still in sober living in Ypsilanti. Things seem to be going pretty well right now, even though there have been some bumps. I'm trying to concentrate on me, though. I've been totally slammed at work and have been going through a tough bout of depression myself. Staying sane has been my main focus of late, which is why I haven't blogged about my son in a while. In time, I'll try to get back at it.

Peace.

2 comments:

  1. You have every right to concentrate on YOU. Take good care, Dean, XO

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