Happy New Year, 2009!

What a difference a year makes. Who'da thunk that I'd be celebrating this past Christmas and New Year with a clean and sober son, without even a hint of a shadow of needles? Who'da thunk that Cliff would be attending meetings and working steps day after day?
Last night as I headed up to bed, Cliff once more, wished me a Happy New Year. Following that was a "thank you, Mom, for everything and letting me come back home. I know I said it before but I'm so grateful to be here."

Today my heart is filled to the brim with gratefulness.

What a way to close out 2008 and begin 2009. I couldn't ask for anything more.