I went to my old homegroup this morning and decided it needs to be my homegroup again. It was then, it is now, and maybe, possibly probably always will be. I have not been there for over a year, but when I walked in, I felt as thought I had not been gone at all. It was so good to see my old friends and to be seen by them. Oh, what wonderful friendships we develop in Alcoholics Anonymous. The group I have been calling my homegroup is a good group. But although I have been going there for 15 years, I never have felt that I am really a part of it. Which is really quite odd since most of the members now have been sober much less than 15 years... I have left the group from time to time... I will continue to go there, but it is clear to me after this morning where my heart is. I am grateful to know this and to be able to be true to myself.
I took a lovely trail run this afternoon. It was way too hot for running - in the 80ºs, so it was challenging, but it was a lovely 3 miles. I took the above photo with my phone.
I am extremely tired now. I totally ran out of energy after my run this afternoon. I have a spinning class at 6 a.m. tomorrow, so I better get myself to bed.
Life is so incredibly good when you are sober.
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...and trudging the path of happy destiny!
My homegroup right now...when I am no longer the GSR...maybe I will look for something different...
cooler temps approach
Amen!
It is entirely too late for me to be here, so I am going to bed.
Glad you found a home. I hope you have one as long as you need one...
Blessings and aloha...
Loved your one-word comment on my post about gophers: yikes.
I ran it by my sponsor before posting it because it was rigorously honest about my less-than-humane side. She said she'd had the same experience herself with 25 years of sobriety, and was surprised at the vindication a gardener feels about victory over a garden pest. You're right: it's a "yikes" kind of thing.
About home groups: My first sponsor told me when we moved away that we would never forget or replace our first true homegroup. It has taken 10 years to settle in with a new homegroup. Something about being "at home" with others, it's unusually strong, and rare too.
I love the picture and the image of walking the path that's been blazed before us.
Spinning is fun..in a perverse, punishing way.
That trail scares me.
I really don't know what spinning is, although I pretend to so as not to appear un-cool.
Lately I haven't been any good at blogging at all...whether it is morning or night. I am glad you found your home HOME group again.
I really like that trail. The trail that you are on sounds to be straight and true.
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