I went to an early morning AA meeting today. I thought I wasn't going to make it. I have trouble with day to day tasks that most people take for granted. I shed a few tears in the shower trying to will myself through it. Shaving was laborious and cringe inducing.
Wanda was there this morning. She had just gotten off her nightly shift at the hospital. She regaled me in tales of the various patients that came through last night.
"You wouldn't believe some of the characters we see," she told me. "Drunks all night doing stupid stuff."
"Kinda makes you glad you are sober. Doesn't it?" I asked her.
She agreed and did something completely to my surprise. She gave me a hug out of nowhere.
"Thanks," I said blushing.
"You looked like you needed it," Wanda replied.
I wanted the hug to last forever, but it was just a short embrace. I've always been a very touchy feely person despite my social anxieties. I love to shake hands and grasp shoulders. I realize some people are uncomfortable with that. But Wanda's hug was the best thing that happened to me today. There was a spring in my step and a feeling of bravado in my voice for the rest of the day.