Easter, I wish I can remember

It's been a long time since I can remember doing anything for Easter that didn't involve getting loaded. Sure the family gets together and there will always be alcohol there. Plus you know one of the friends or family members will have something else to satisfy the craving. That's the way Easter’s used to be, and someone would always tell me what an ass I was and go on to tell me all the things I said and did which I did not remember "at all". That's what’s nice about being sober. There will never be another sad event like that again. Now I find myself not even wanting to go to family events. Not because of the reminders of the old days but to see certain family members still doing the same old thing- and to think they actually feel they're pulling the wool over someone’s eyes. It's the exact opposite, everyone knows and they are all sick of it and they talk about you when you leave. They may bring up suggestions on how to help you or us in the future. In the meantime the holiday is forgotten. The entire day that should have been full of fun and praise turns out to be a pre-requisite to an intervention or worse. Now I'm just trying to enjoy every minute to live in the "now". When you think about it, it doesn't matter what you did 5-minutes ago or 5-years ago; nor does it matter what you’re going to do tomorrow or next month because the past is history and we can't change it and the future hasn't happened yet nor can we predict what we think is going to happen. The only thing that matters is now. I want to live in the now. The only thing that matters now is what I'm writing and thinking at this very moment. Thanks for the time, Michaelangelo