Sunday, July 03, 2011

Sunday Morning

I just walked outside to take a photo of my flag on the front porch, and got to witness (and photograph) a butterfly making the rounds of my flowers. What a glorious thing to experience on this early, silent (save for the birds singing) Sunday morning.

Last night I got to go to an AA social event at the home of a member of my group. I had no idea his residence was so palacial! Holy crap! I just love this guy. He was a little obnoxious when he first got sober and called me and one of my friends "Madame Defarge and the Wicked Witch of the West." I might have liked this a bit less if I were not the "Madame Defarge" in the equation - it is a reference to the fact that I knit in meetings. I have come to love this man. I got to meet his kids last night - and have a long conversation with his son who is early in recovery. 24 days. What a miracle.

Then after the meeting this morning, I stood outside with many of my friends and chatted. Just an ordinary Sunday morning. Standing with friends in the clear Colorado air and sunshine.

And now I am running late for an engagement later this morning. So, I better hop to it.

Sobriety is good. God has been so good to us sober alcoholics. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.


Steve E said...

GRATITUDE: Thanks for the daily bread.Your sobriety sparkles, Mary!

Syd said...

It sounds like a good day. It sounds like a beautiful one there.

Jess Mistress of Mischief said...

Oh the memory that comes with the Madame Defarge reference. I used to be like that, I had to make amends to an old boss at a hotel I worked at for nicknaming her Leona (Helmsley). I was given grace when I could have been given justice. Thank God!!!

Me making up nick-names isn't such a good idea. I run to the realm of sarcasm.

Love your beautiful visitor this morning what a wonderful way to start the day!