The kindness of bloggers

Last night when I got home, I walked across the ice covered street to the mailbox.  In my little mailbox was a key for the big mailbox - and I wondered who could have sent me something.  When I saw the package, I remembered that another blogger said she would make me a pair of pajamas and mail them to me!  I thought the package was rather heavy for a pair of p.j.s, and it was.  There were also two pounds of beautiful cheese and a jar of home-tapped organic maple syrup!  How wonderful!  Thanks to Patty at Calm Acceptance.  It is amazing that over the years, just by looking at a computer screen, we get to know each other and care for each other.   I am humbled by the generosity.

Today there is a hospital-wide going away party for me.  Oh yikes.  I am a bit terrified.  And grateful.  I didn't think they would have a party for me since I am not retiring, just moving on.  But they are, and I am glad.  That place is such a part of me.  I will try not to cry - or at least not cry much.  I do not intend to be weeping, with puffy eyes, and snotty nose.  I have an image to maintain!

Yesterday I was called into a meeting of hospital management.  After I got there, I realized I was there in my new job capacity.  Well, I couldn't answer their questions because I am not in my new job yet.  I told them that.  Who expects someone to be able to do their new job before they even start?  And that is one more example of things that have frustrated me over the years in my current job.  Current for the next three days.

Gratefully moving on.  Stepping into the unknown.  For all I know, I will hate my new job.  That is the chance you take.

I was sober maybe 4 or 5 years when I saw my one and only Indiana Jones movie.  There was a scene in that movie that seemed to me to be the perfect illustration of living when you turn your will and life over to the care of God.  I tried to find a video of it, but all the you tubes have other people's analogies pasted all over them.

  But this is how I have found life in sobriety from time to time.  I just have to step out into the chasm and the bridge appears.  Scary, but good.  Really, really good.

Thank you God.