When I got to work yesterday, I had an e-mail from my son. He is fine, just really busy. Thank you God.
I just got back from the gym. It was nice to run my 3 miles, but once again, I am sitting here sweating when I should be ready and on my way to work.
Last night at the 5:30 meeting, I was listening to an older woman talk. I have only been attending this meeting for a month or so, so I really don't know everyone. But when she mentioned one of the old sages from my early sobriety, I really listened. Dick S. was a wonderful man who smoked a pipe and had a perpetual twinkle in his eye. He would say things that would cut you to the quick, and you wouldn't even know you had been wounded. One of my favorites was "if you are feeling guilty, maybe it's because you are." I talked to this woman after the meeting and was thrilled to hear that she will celebrate 30 years of sobriety in December. She admired the crazy green socks I am knitting, so she just might find herself the lucky owner of them! (d0n't tell my daughters, both of them want the green socks, but I can always knit more.)
I am so grateful that there is no longer a "smoking" meeting in Colorado - although I have heard that some clubs are ignoring the law. Trudge, you will appreciate this... someone found my blog the other day by searching "Colorado AA clubs exempt from smoking ban." I feel like the whole world of meetings is open to me again, and I have really taken advantage of it. I have met people I would not have otherwise met, and re-ignited some old friendships of people I haven't sat in meetings with for a long time. Right now, with my son in Iraq and my daughter in meth-land, I really feel I need to be sitting in lots and lots of meetings. It does give me relief, it gets me out of myself, and it gives me the opportunity to be of service, and also to let others be of service to me.
I better get ready for work.
"Now there is a sense of belonging, of being wanted and needed and loved. In return for a bottle and a hangover, we have been given the Keys of the Kingdom." Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 276