Today started slow-slept badly and was tired and terribly unmotivated this morning. ‘did things’ anyway and even worked on chapter. Came to a meeting and it was a highlight. People said so many little things that made me feel better. I can’t even say why, they were just beautiful things that were like injections of life. That’s what I felt I needed…an injection that would instantly save me. And I didn’t even have any idea of how that could possibly happen. Maybe I gave my grief over to the higher power even for an instant.