March 12th reflection

Today the writer analogized the prodigal son with AA ers. We've used up and portion of reckless living while we were active. But now we become our true selves. The question: have I come to myself? Not yet. I'm still struggling with choices that require no struggle. I still entertain the thought that of a drink. Which is insane. I am neither humble or grateful enough. I'm trying, but I'm a work in progress.