My 6:45 am family

My alarm goes off at 6 a.m. and I roll out of bed. Every morning of the workweek I say I’m not going to the meeting, but the truth is, I don’t know a better way to start my day. I roll into my home group at 6:45 a.m., searching for some java with eyes barely open. I need to get my mind right before the day begins. I also like the coffee. We all bring our own mugs. My sponsor gave me mine. It made me feel a part of the meeting and cared about. I bet she didn’t know when she gave me that mug how much it meant to me to be included and welcomed into the group like that.