It is 40 degrees outside. I woke up and thought I would run, but I looked at my books and they strongly urge me to let my body heal. I feel like a slacker. Perhaps I will take a walk.
I got a post card yesterday from my son. He sent it while he was on leave in Sydney. He is back to Iraq now. I am having nightmares about him. I feel like I am going through the whole thing over again. I was so frightened when he first got over there, and then I came to accept it as the reality of each day. Now I feel frightened again... almost panic stricken. I will hope to come back to the level of acceptance I had before. Being panic stricken is not a feeling I like to have.
Okay, I think I shall go take a walk and get ready for another day.
"Like most people, we have found that we can take our big lumps as they come. But also like others, we often discover a greater challenge in the lesser and more continuous problems of life. Our answer is in still more spiritual development. Only by this means can we improve our chances for really happy and useful living." -- Twelve Steps and Twelve Traditions, p. 114