a start.............................

       John, Stevo, and I have been collectively sober for eighty-four year.  It's a start.
      John found refuge among the people he had hurt and neglected.  I still had some little grudgelets and feared he would leave us again, but the three of us were slowly growing up.  That, grace, and exhaustion with myself allowed me to forgive.  I did not want to keep score anymore.  I always won, but got booby prizes.

-Anne Lamott,  Small Victories:  Spotting Improbable Moments of Grace