The cuts at work were much deeper than anyone anticipated. People were walking around in a daze, many of them with bloodshot eyes from crying. I left a meeting with one of my friends and she asked someone else "how are you?" and then walked away saying "I have to stop asking people how they are." It is that ugly.
So, I got to go to the state convention with my daughter last night. There was a wonderful speaker I am so glad I got to hear. I ran into some old friends, some of whom I didn't even recognize. I kept thinking I was seeing people, and then remembering that they are dead. It is weird to get older.
We will go back today. I am tired and glad I have three more days off after today. It has been such an emotionally grueling week at work, I think it is going to take some serious down-time to get over it enough to go back next week.
One day at a time, I have today, which is a glorious late summer day. I walked around this morning and took photos of roses. My daughter is sleeping but I will soon wake her, we will have breakfast and get on the road out of here for a good day of sober fellowship.
Happy Birthday to my dear friend dAAve. He is sober Six Years Today... and I have known him for half of that! Now, that is a good deal.