Wednesday, May 05, 2010

Average Day, Average Night

I am devoid of ideas right now. It just was a day. A day as good as any other. They are all pretty good - I am alive. I am sober. I am gainfully employed. I have a family who loves me - even if they don't do exactly what I want them to.

I went to a 6:30 meeting this morning on my way to work. I saw someone I haven't seen in at least a year ( I think). He had a terrible relapse and is now sober (I hope). Another blogger writes about him from time to time and calls him Mike. I was shocked to see how much the effects of the last year show on him. He looks at least 10 years older. He is shaky and shows signs of neurological damage. But he is still a charmer and promoter and still was trying to talk me into coming to his home group on Saturday night... I told him I might be able to make it in 2 weeks. Bless his heart. It was sure good to see him. I thank God he is alive.

At lunch I went to Whole Foods (whole paycheck?) with my daughter to get some things I needed. I also wanted to get some advice about natural anti inflammatory stuff. So, I got some of that, and left with a lot less money. But I feel better about taking turmeric and rosemary, etc. than a steady diet of motrin. I'll give you a full report, OK?

I have to go to sleep. I am scheduled to run 3 miles tomorrow and need to do it in the morning - my son and daughter in law would like to take me out for dinner tomorrow since they are going out of state for Mother's Day. To see her mother. Being the mother of the groom is very different than the mother of the bride. She is a very young bride, and far from home, and we can all cut her some slack.

Thank God I have a program that taught me to love people. Because that was not something I was born with. Some people seem to be born with that ability - I was not.

In the homily at mass on Sunday, the priest said something about love. When we talk about romantic love - we calling it falling in love. But the kind of love we are called to - the difficult kind of love - we have to climb into. I liked that a lot.

I have had to climb into a lot of love.

9 comments:

Mary LA said...

I like that 'climbing into' love.

dAAve said...

Keep climbing and don't be afraid of heights.

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

we talked about love last sunday too. I like the "climb into" idea. I'm going to pocket that one.

Have a wonderful day!

Scott said...

i am curious about the anti-inflammatory experiment... I get alot of sinus headaches and I can burn through a bottle of ibuprofen in no time!

chitowngreg said...

Climbing vs. falling. I like that. Keep on climbing...one step at a time!

Mia M. said...

climbing into love has not always been easy for me, especially during the teen years of my children. funny how i thought i was being so loving at times when i really wasn't. thanks for sharing.

marie said...

I remember learning during marriage prep classes we took through the church that love is not necessarily a feeling but a decision. That has always stuck with me.

Syd said...

I would rather climb than fall. Falling has hurt for the most part.

Ed G. said...

Yeah, well, Mike...

God help us all to have average days with as much grace, ease and style as you.

Blessings and aloha...