Happy Easter

Last year my pink tulips bloomed on Easter morning. This year, they are coated in ice. Maybe next weekend, or maybe next year they will bloom. It is Easter Sunday morning and I have been awake since 2:15 a.m. I was out late last night, so I didn't get even a fraction of the amount of sleep I need to be even moderately functional. I will get to church at 7:30 a.m., and then have Easter baskets hidden for the kiddos, and get on with cooking a leg of lamb and trying to get my long run of the week in. Oh dear. This all sounds way too difficult right now.

I had a long chat with my sponsor yesterday about the situation I wrote about in yesterday's post. It is interesting that she has been my sponsor for 12 years and never knew about my history with this other woman. She agreed that it was an incredibly painful thing to go through. And it is surfacing now for a reason. I will do some writing. And I will thank God that I have this program and a loving God to help me with this.

Last night my 6:30 a.m. group had night watch. It was just so much fun. I love that group. I love so many of the people and feel so much a part of the group. I made a lemon meringue pie, and everyone liked it. (especially the man who is the main reason I am willing to spend hours making something good!)

Happy Easter everyone.

"We, in our turn, sought the same escape with all the desperation of drowning men. What seemed at first a flimsy reed, has proved to be the loving and powerful hand of God. A new life has been given us or, if you prefer, 'a design for living' that really works." -- Alcoholics Anonymous, p. 28