Having whittled away at some more of the diagnoses, I went to the AA meeting in town. Thoroughly enjoyed it. Traditional meeting. Chatted and might be able to sell the kayak. Home now and preparing for bed.
Thinking over the day. I am able to stand firm in what I am seeking and in what I am willing to do or not do. The hysteria and discourtesy have eased greatly and I am able to be somewhat clearer and logical in presenting my case. It feels much better.
I am also beginning to feel the AA way of gratitude and acceptance which have greatly eluded me over the 2 years.
Aware of what a wonderful life I have led. Of how fortunate I am to have survived the addiction and raised the Kids and taught school.
The other day when I was talking to Cara Steve, and looking through his van a combination of memories and a slight hope for future doings came to me.
The Girls took me to town tonight. Joy in my life.
I lived through a major medical event.
As I was told in 1987 in the first of the 2 near death experiences , there is still work for you to do.
I feel brighter and more me than I have for a very long time.
